“Give me some” I said. Two fingers slid into her pussy and came out wet. She advanced close enough to reach me with here outstretched arm, pushi...ng her fingers into my mouth. Oh yes, those melting moments of passion. By now the water was off and I was towelling down. My semi hard cock was again fully charged and in her hands as she led me back into the bedroom. Again she told me to wait as she lay on the again. It soon became apparent why her pussy was so wet as she’d been playing with. ”... “You only break my heart again”... “There ain’t nothin’ I can do about it!”Finally she reached the final refrain and cued the band for a short instrumental bridge. She sang the last verse as a duet with Willoughby. The band added an improvised coda that ended with a drum flourish. Aja and Willoughby grasped hands, bowed low and the stage lights went dark.Jason leapt to his feet, clapping vigorously and shouting, “Bravo!” Eventually the ovation died down and the audience dissipated. He. Recognizing people in proximity is surprisingly quick and easy even when there are tens of thousands of people involved. The near ones don't block those farther away because proximity is one big sense organ that can 'see' everything inside itself. If you walk into a room of people, you don't have to consciously consider each person in turn to think about whether you know them or not, nor do you have to think about the list of everyone you know to wonder if each of them might be in the room -. He found himself to have set his eyes on a twisted path. The walkway he was on had been rotating, as one empties the water from a wet face washer, so that bits of path were now cascading down to the nothingness like water, and soon disappearing into the nothingness.With mystification consuming him, somethingness had suddenly become apparent. It seemed the nothingness had disappeared, and the boy wondered if the nothingness had indeed been nothing but empty thoughts to fill his mind with.