Megan got closer and knelt in front of her. She was definitely awake but her faraway stare indicated that she was under some kind of trance. “Hey, c...an you hear me?” Megan asked, waving a hand in front of her face, then she thought, I think she is catatonic.Megan also noticed that there was a thick tube between the woman's legs and it was penetrating her pussy! She examined the tentacle with amazement. In fact, they were two. They protruded from the mushy ground all the way to her pussy and. Finally, I was ready to explode my juice. I brought out my dick in time to shoot it all over her ass. I went out of the storeroom and headed straight for the men's washroom. I cleaned myself up and went back to my desk. Luckily, it was lunchtime and so the office was almost always empty. I sat down looking at the card I had placed on the desk, it was still there. Finally, I saw her coming and she was sweating, I took the card she had dropped and wrote a little note: Thank you. I won't say a. "Julie looked up at me in surprise."Fuck off! Really?" She swore without thinking about it and was immediately horrified. "Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't mean..." Don't worry Julie. I probably should have kept that to myself..." Well, I suppose I brought it up in the first place..." Yes, but I shouldn't be repeating those kind of stories to people I've only just met." No, but... You haven't repeated anything. Yet."Her tone of voice as she said "Yet" gave me every indication that she wanted to hear. Was it Gaiman? “I don’t want to die. I’m not ready. I haven’t experienced things yet. Read enough books. Had sex.” The words weren’t original, probably from that Neil Gaiman short, but at the time, nothing else mattered. The man smiled, cracked teeth leading the way. “I thought you’d say that. Why don’t we make a deal then?” He dropped the satchel from his shoulder and pulled out a thick black box. The lid came off and I recognized neatly carved chess pieces sitting in velvet-lined squares..