” That is where we spent our honeymoon.”Russell quickly typed it in and, as the computer came on, he said, “I’m in. It worked.” He then look...d around at all the files. Everything looked like normal business stuff except one file that was marked “PDNE.” What set the file apart from all the other files was that it was encrypted with a password. Russell, using his engineering mind, said, “I’ll bet ‘PDNE’ stands for ‘Personal Do Not Enter.”“We usually have three to ten times to get the correct. As long as there was a place to work, they'd be fine. The university provided a pool of potential workers, whereas my home would isolate them from that. They would think about it but didn't hold out much hope. Conner and Robert broke down the 3D scanner stage and took it to the warehouse. Lisa and Claudia helped us pack while I got a rental trailer to haul everything back home. Lisa took Jill to her place to pack her stuff and bring it back. With everyone's help, we were ready to go. There was no point in feeling downsouth because I knew what I'd find instead of a dick and already thefeeling was fading away with the dream. Self-conscious, totally awareof my body and what I did have down there with its folds and warmth. Asomething that wanted more deeply than the superficial old way I'dawakened to.And I lay there thinking about it, sensing it, sensing how its presencefundamentally altered who I was and what I was capable of, how mydreams were changing and not just the. I finished and wiped myself, feeling the soreness in my femaleslit.As I stood I pulled up the rubber panties and inserted the cock backinto myself. Once fully dressed I washed my hands and decided to godownstairs. The house was in darkness and Vicky and Eva were obviouslyin bed. I slowly walked down the stairs without turning on the light,as I did not want to disturb them. Once in the kitchen I closed thedoor and turned on the light. It was a mess were they had cooked andleft the mess for me to.