Instead of asking me to stop when her panties tore, she just asked me to get under them and rub myself against her uncovered pussy.I moved back to all...ow the streams from the shower to pour unhindered against my fully erect penis as I dwelled on the feel of her bare flesh squishing aside as my dick has mashed against her body. The warm, soft, slick folds of her cunt lips had aroused me to the point where I had lost all control and I ended up blasting her with my ejaculation. I could distinctly. “And for big ones, like coming home safe.”“So, how long have I been gone?” I asked her, knowing I had missed some time, being trapped in the timelessness of stasis.“Three days,” she said, smiling up at me, my arms still encircling her.“How the hell was I gone for three days? It feels like I just left here, last night!” I exclaimed.Glancing around, I could see many changes in this room. It had originally been our Vortex creation and transfer room. It looked nothing like the original, other than. I was in shock! We stood there talking about old times. I swear Don was checking me out. This really excited me causing my nipples to harden under my thin pink tank top. I asked Don if he wanted to grab a drink somewhere and he agreed. On the way out, Don said I live close by, why not follow me there, besides I have some good smoke too. Once we got to his house he made us some drinks and we sat on the couch together. After amoking a couple bowls and a couple drinks we both had a good buzz. Have a nice night and thanks for telling me to grow up and face the music. I think they call that tough love. You've chided me twice now and both times for good. Good night Jess. You are a sweet man." ... and she hung up.She called me "sweet" two different times, and that's how Mary referred to me when I did something nice for her. A woman with no experience with men would hardly choose "sweet" to describe a man. But, the fact she called me that made me happy. I wanted to get really sweet on.