As 9/11 was maybe the most important aspect of the naughts decade it certainly was not the only one. It truly was the decade of the electronic age as ...adgets and websites grew at an almost alarming rate. In the nineties, two of ten had a cell phone, today it is almost two out of three. We went from ‘Can you hear me now’ to ‘We have an app for that.’ Now we never talk, we just text. Today’s woman might not carry a purse but she always has her phone. At one time, it was thought almost to be a sin. Sam wondered. He set down the beer and stepped to the machine. Touching the plate, he conjured up his own image, and then began to think of changes he'd like to make to himself. First, the beer gut had to go. And as he thought of a trim waist, the image changed, until it was trim as Sam had once been. He stepped back and admired the new tummy. Then he stepped back to the plate. Again, he thought of a change, and again the display complied. For several long minutes, Sam resculpted his. I got called back for another interview first thing the next morning. I was excited. Then a knock at the door. It was Alice. "I have about ten minutes before I am meeting my husband for dinner. Ready for a quickie? Just don't mess up my hair or make up. " I said yes. Alice lifted her dress and dropped her panties. I did her from behind and creamed deep inside her. As she cleaned up she told me that was the first quickie that made her orgasm, kissed me and left. That is the way the rest of the. I twisted it hard. “Yes. Yes. Yes.” she yelled. I twisted her nipple even harder, knowing that at this stage of her pleasure she liked some pain. I continued to ram my cock into her asshole, trying desperately not to cum myself. “Oh God. Oh God.” she yelled over and over. Curiously, I could not tell whether the pleasure consuming her body was so great that “Oh God, Oh God” was an expression of that pleasure, or whether she had reached such an intensity of pleasure that she was afraid that.