Gonna tuck that back in?" I looked down and noticed the tip of my cock, just the very tip peeking out of the fly of my boxers. The button was still to...ether, and the slit wasn't even showing out of the fly, but the small fleshy piece of skin was, clearly, a part of my cock, "Meh, too lazy." "Let me see," she slapped my thigh. "Ouch, you fucking bitch. Why not, I guess you've seen everyone else's." I unbuttoned the fly and let it fall around my cock, six inches long, but very thick. She smiled. I just hoped – no, I prayed, that the relationships I had would hold together and not fracture in some way as my marriage to Meghan had. Even now, years later, I thought of Meghan almost every day. Our spark had burned bright and then died, at least for her. She saw marriage as a disposable item; I saw it as a lifetime commitment that required a lot of work.And, here I was in a relationship with three – maybe four – women that I loved and who loved me in return. And, we’d evolved into some kind. There was no telling how many disgruntled women would be here to complain today; The numbers kept growing and at 67 Jimmy was too old to deal with them all. But one a day was certainly doable and first up was usually first down. Yes, a quarter after twelve would work just fine.Sure enough, at 12:17 the bell rang. Someone on the 32nd floor was ready to go down.Jimmy grinned at the woman as the doors opened. It was the first one from this morning, though he wouldn't have known it if he hadn't. “Winner, Zax Zel”. Talhera declared.Members of the medical team rushed to pick up Zechariah and Linor. Two members hurried to Zax, they saw him still standing and sober that they questioned if the blood covering his person really belonged to him and not his fallen opponents.However, as they approached and got to a meter or so from Zax, the two medical team members suddenly grimaced and their complexion became pale as they felt an immense pressure descending from above, as if gravity itself was.