This was a Goddess who was paying me no heed. She sat down and began her session. Beginning with the curve of her breasts, encased as they were in the...satiny smooth brassiere, she gently caressed and kneaded the flesh.  Slowly, her right hand moved downward across her stomach and rested on the warmth of her sex. Her left hand continued caressing her body while the right began a slow, circular motion… I was unable to control my arousal as my cock began to harden beneath my robe. I couldn’t take. Regular hearing is selective and we hear only what we want to hear. I assumed the selective nature of hearing or talking with another Spirit was a similar thing.“You’re rambling,” Marilyn interjected.I’d forgotten that thinking was just like talking when you’re connected to another Spirit. “Sorry,” I told her. “I’m still very new at this.”“Oh,” Marilyn reminded me, “You can hear what everyone ... that is the living ... can say. You just have to focus. You were doing that in the operating room. For the first few months he’d gotten his fill of meaningless sex by trolling local bars and fucking any woman who fell into his bed. After nearly 15 months without sex, surrounded by young horny men who spoke of nothing but sex, he had turned into a machine with a seemingly unlimited urge for sex. The first woman he bedded, a twenty-ish, blonde with big breasts and a small ego had left his bed the following morning barely able to walk. She’d never been fucked (there was no ‘making love’ that. This time, as she was straightening up from being bent over the table, he mounted her again, with the same slight giggle from her saying she didn't know who was hornier, me or the dog.”I said, “Well maybe he needs some relief also. Why don't you give him the same treatment and see what happens?” She looked at me and smiled, saying, "Well he does feel good and his cock is hotter than yours, too." With that, she reached between her legs to press his cock head against her, like she always did me,.