I'm sorry, Ava, but there's no hope of that happening." I could look back in the past to see their bodies, so could easily recreate those, but couldn'... do that for their minds because my access to information like that only exists in the present. (I mention more about this topic in a later chapter.)"None?" I'm afraid not, sweetie." Could I meet them if I died?" Unfortunately not. That door is closed to you because there's nothing after death. When people die, their minds die. There's nothing. Inside, I was amazed at the transformation that had taken place. The walls had been painted a muted ivory shade, there was a rich gold plush carpet on the floor, two nice paintings, one a landscape, and the other, some kind of Impressionist piece, were hanging on the wall, and all of the office furniture was made of a darker wood, perhaps mahogany, and it all matched well. There was a brown leather swivel chair behind the desk, and two other brown leather padded chairs sitting in front of it.. Neither of them ran away. In fact, they invited me to join them for a drink later that evening.I joined Jan and Susan at a bar in the Dallas West End. I found them to both be tremendous fun. Susan was extremely sexually bold, even flashing me her tits right there in the bar, and later kissing me passionately at our table.Even though they’d both been one hundred percent straight until a few weeks earlier, they were light years ahead of me when it came to being open and honest about their. ' She lay by my side and cupped my balls in her hand while kissing my penis at the base. Slowly her lips slid up to the crown and took just that much of me into her mouth. When she tongued it against the roof of her mouth, the pleasure was indescribable. I ached to cum, but she was not to be rushed. She traced the same path down and up again. She stopped massaging my balls, took all of me into her mouth, and went back to fucking my ass. Her lips and tongue delivered unbelievable sensations that.