.. thank goodness" on the end of the previous sentence, but I don't think goodness has much to do with the CIA.Once my tortured body and mind have rec...vered, which will take a fair while but my families will wait patiently because other versions of me will be visiting them covertly, I'll openly rejoin their lives and we'll live happily ever after in a variety of interesting ways. There are so many of these dimensions that our lives can have a very rich variety. As just one example, Julia and I. "So, you fucking anyone?" Tracy asked.Now I knew that had to be too good to be true, she wasn't gonna ask me out just like that and she seemed feisty."No, I'm doing it myself right now, thanks for asking," I replied."Oh," Tracy said in a surprising tone.I thought maybe she was interested, possibly, then we heard from security for the building."Hi, we're working on getting it running again, it just maybe another hour or so," A security guard said.Tracy stood up and leaned back."Well I just asked. Several people give her annoyed looks but she pays little attention and finally reaches the second rank where she can peer between those in front of her. The water seems empty.“Excuse me,” she says again to the man ahead of her.He turns, irritated. “Jeez, lady, don’t be so pushy,” he says. “Anyhow, you’re too late, I think it’s gone now.”“This is the one who’s asking for Maggie?” she demands.“Yeah, weird, huh?”“Let me get past you please,” she says. He gives way and she kneels uncomfortably on. While in motel room I tried on the new lingerie and damn it was nice, I got hard and jerked off. I got home on Fri. night, but not empty handed, the new lingerie, some beer and dinner, tonight was a date night and fun for dessert. After a few beers and dinner, we got in shower and washed each other, al, the spots and cracks were cleaned. I got out first and made my way to the bed with a couple beers and the new outfit, I played it out for her to see, she didnt know I bought it. I returned to.