From Kimmi's small, perky mounds to Melissa's massive porn-star looking tits. I loved 'em both."Hmmmm, yeaaah," Kimmi moaned."Ohhhh, shiiit, yessss," ...elissa moaned.I don't think Kimmi and Melissa knew that we had an audience now. Their moans and groans had awaken Kimmi's roommates. I laughed as I continued our show while watching them watch us. There was one girl all up in our business. She was in the bunk above us, with her head upside as she stared at us nonstop with a first row seat. I. I felt as good as it was possible to feel. I had a new love in my life and my daughter ... my family ... approved."Where are we going, Gerry?"I could feel my abdominal muscles tighten. This was the equivalent of "we have to talk." It was a question demanding an answer ... a serious answer. We were lying in the afterglow of lovemaking. It had been three weeks since our breakthrough. Three weeks since I'd surrendered to the inevitable. Nothing about the past three weeks had lessened my feelings. Memories of my real life and situation will seem like something I've read. The drug wears off naturally in about 24 hours, depending upon when you next sleep. You wake up remembering who you really are without forgetting what happened while under the influence. You can also be restored in about ten minutes with an antidote or have your gullibility reactivated with a third drug. Re-activation is relatively safe and usually used when I have several different clients in the same day. Some of. ‘It’s okay.’ ‘No, it isn’t!’ She regarded him in consternation. ‘Last night–we didn’t use anything.’ ‘I know.’ ‘But–‘ As much panic-stricken by the look on his face as by the thought they hadn’t used protection, she was even more alarmed when he wouldn’t meet her gaze. ‘Oh God.’ ‘Fuck.’ He muttered the expletive so quietly that had she not been watching him, she wouldn’t have known he’d spoken. And when he rolled away and slid off the bed, her dismay grew. How could they have forgotten? How.