I will bail and leave you here alone to meander without quotations."Hey, I can still use the singular ones... Still though, fair enough."More than eno...ugh."... Anyway, here's the gist of things, folks:"If you're not familiar, Master PC is a reality-altering computer program that can, well, alter reality."It's mostly used for mind control and body modification purposes in other stories that use the concept, but anyone can use it how they see fit if one were to decide to write their own!"There are. . I smiled as I considered it. Show, don’t tell. I’d had teachers tell me that for years in school, and I would finally put their advice to good use.I let go of one of his hands to rest mine on his thigh, squeezing gently. He winced slightly, and the final piece of the puzzle fell into place. “Love?” His eyes flickered to me in acknowledgement before he looked away again. “You’re still sore, aren’t you?” Larus had mentioned that his muscles would be tender; he’d also said that massage would. (Lydia was then and still is today the love of my life and will always be the love of my life. I may sometimes admire and lust after other women with big tits and plump, juicy cunts, and may actually fuck them and have them suck me off, but that is for just pure physical sexual ogiastic pleasure and doesn't have anything to do with my enduring everlasting love for my woman, Lydia). Why and how Lydia became a whore is probably more my fault than anyone else's, although it was never my deliberate. "He nodded and pulled his stool into the center of the room, just in front of the foot of the bed and sat. He then looked at Julia and said, "I want that naughty bottom over my lap young lady, now." He watched with a stern gaze as she crawled to where he sat and draped herself over his lap, her torso resting on the foot of the bed. He adjusted her to his liking, with her bottom right in the center of his lap, exposed and ready to be dealt with. He then looked at Hannah and said, "Come here.