I disappeared from the scene.The sight of her ass made me mad. I was so charged with lust that I masturbated for a week continuously thinking of the s...ght I had scene. I wished to see that lovely ass of hers again. When she would go the toilet to bath in the morning, I would imagine seeing her naked ass and sexy hairy cunt and would get excited. I could hear the buzzing sound of her bathing and would get excited.Let me tell you that this sound would be magnetically arousing to my dick.One day,. "She cast a puzzled eye over me. "What do you mean, is this another rule?"I shook my head. "No, I think we have covered our extraordinary relationship for now, in fact, we might even want to consider slowing down."She nodded and quietly stared at me.I took a breath. "Well, now we need to address the everyday needs of two people living together. What are you going to do when I go off to work every day?"Understanding dawned on her face. "Oh, well, um ... what do you want me to do?"I raised my. The single thoughtthat preoccupied my mind. Not where had it gone, or what would become of itas one might expect. I just assumed that if I could somehow discover it'sorigins, then I would also discover where it had gone.That made the most sense, didn't it? I mean, Robin, the twins, andStephanie, the real Stephanie, had been the ones to discover the device.Since that discovery, only a few people had been exposed to it. And thosewere all people I trusted, so it stood to reason that the person had. The love scene was half complete. I turned away from my manufactured scene of passion and stepped into the bathroom. Flipping the switch, I squinted my eyes against the harsh fluorescent lighting and breathed my silent gratitude for the efforts of the motel cleaning staff. The same could be said for the motel itself. For an establishment whose front was graced with a flickering sign advertising "F_EE CABL_", my room was spotless and quiet. As I bent over and turned the knob of the faucet I.