The voice I heard was that of my wife, Mason, she was 5'6" with brown hair down to her shoulders and a fit tan body. She was supposed to be on her way...to her mothers house in the land to the south. I pushed through the crowd to her and wrapped her in my arms. "What the hell are you doing here?" I asked her. "Got trapped by the runners" she answered. I let her go and jumped up onto the ledge I was on eairlier. "Alright listen up," I shouted, "I need these three burned imediatly," I said as I. ?Yeah, but, he’ll remember you. Well, maybe not as you are now, but I happen to know he had a titanic crush on you. He was just too shy to do anything about it. I’ll be right back.? With that Steph was out of her chair and across the room to Rich B’s side.When they returned, Stephanie had Rich by one arm and another woman had his other arm. ?Rich, you remember Sharee White, only now her name is ‘odalisque’, and this is her Master, Steven, and this is my partner Scott.?Without taking his eyes. "It is the agreed-upon time," the one called Taylor said."Even so..." the one called Tricia said."We must practice speaking as them," the one called Tayna said. "This method requires a greater sociological understanding." To blend in, we must be better," the one called Taylor said.From between her legs, two oblong shapes pistoned themselves inside Tricia's naked body. The inserted tentacle creatures were barely visible, their flared bases keeping them from disappearing entirely inside the. I softly stroked her clit just the way she loves it. When I did, I leaned down and whispered into her ear, “I love you.” Those words generated warmth. It was like your grandmother’s oven, not like a microwave. We melted a little more into one another. Katie may as well have been invisible. My hand and fingers wanted to take my wife somewhere beautiful. As her excitement grew, she reached over and began pulling at my penis through my pajamas. I didn’t think I could ever be harder than I was.