“So are you done?” Madde said.“Wait?! You and uncle heard all of that?” Alan asked.“Kind of hard not to as loudly and strongly as you and th...ey were projecting!” Madde replied.“I guess Truda was right. I need to practice more if I am to keep my thoughts to myself!” Alan chuckled.“Yeah that might be a good idea. Especially as strong as I feel Truda is becoming!” Madde advised Alan.“I know, believe me I know! I feel it is taking all I have to keep myself as strong as I am.” Alan told both of his. “My wife died some three years ago. The members of the church congregation were very good to her in her last months, and Mr. Price and Father Newenham gave her the most beautiful funeral. After she died I had no use for God or his minions for quite some time. It is partly in gratitude for the congregation members’ efforts and partly in pure spite at my treatment by the incumbent priest, who calls herself the Reverend Martha Strong and lives, I understand ‘in sin’, with a Miss Jennifer Carpenter. She had metal studs in her eyebrows, ears, nose and lips. But despite the metal grunge look, she was very pretty believe it or not, and she had a smoking hot body; nice sized tits and long shapely legs."Hey Hank, this is Tilly my wife; Tilly this is Hank the guy I told you about." Oh yeah, your wife's gonna fuck a horse for me," she slurred."Sorry, but she likes to get high when she comes out here, but once she gets fucked a couple of times she'll perk right up." Uhhh, okay." Don't worry about. When she fingers herself?... When she comes?..." "Yes!"...Cathleen stepped out of the changing room in just her white silk robe.She looked at Kelly. "Are you sure that this will work?" Yes," Kelly replied. "But what part are you talking about? You knowthat the sensory transfer works first-hand." "I'm just not sure that John will want this." Would you like to watch for yourself to be sure?..." With that, Kellypressed a button and the opaque wall went clear again. From treatmentroom 4A,.