All in all, I felt the whole thing went as good as could be hoped for.Since it was getting close to 2 AM, everyone headed home to get some much-needed... sleep. The seven of us thought about swapping partners but decided we were too tired. We wanted to save our energy for the pool party. I did make love to both Mary and Sarah. It is arousing to watch them clean each other up after I filled them up with my juice. Sarah’s aversion to kissing other girls certainly didn’t apply to Mary. Their kisses. It’s very relaxing. Like a giant disco-ball/lava-lamp.”“What uses would there be for stasis fields that turned themselves off? I thought the point was, to use them in construction to make something impenetrable, and permanent.”“Imagine several giant towers, scattered throughout the midwest, right through tornado country. They are hooked in with the national weather service. When a tornado is detected; they turn on and create a thin stasis field, about and inch thick, but the size of an entire. “Smooth,” I coughed.“I filled him in on your conditions,” Irene continued, graciously ignoring what an unmanly excuse for a husband I was. “You would consent to me continuing the affair with my bröther, if you were occasionally allowed to watch.”My heart leapt in my chest. It was exactly what I wanted, but hadn’t fully dared to hope for. Hearing about it all was one thing, to actually see my wife receiving total sexual satisfaction as it was happening was almost too much to fathom. I fought. Tarra moaned."Wake up bitch. I've got more questions for you."Tarra fought back from the blinding pain shooting through her head. She opened her eyes to slits. She was in a ship of some kind. Her arms were bound behind her back. A moment of panic rose up. Where was this madman taking her? She took some deep breaths to try to calm down. Nausea turned her stomach into a knot as she moved her head. She groaned."I told you I don't know a thing. I'm just a grunt in the militia." Her voice was dry.