I slid backwards off of her head and stepped to the door."Hello? Enrico" "Yes, yes, it's me."I pulled the bolt and opened the door just enough for him... to slide into the room. He was flushed with excitement. I relocked the door and turned, and his eyes fell for an instant to my turgid cock and the black ring at its base. "Sorry. I didn't have time to change." I said with a grin. "She's in there."He stepped into the room, stopping short, his eyes widening at the sight on the bed. His u*********s. Not precisely tired from his exertions, though he supposed the word 'fun' was a raggedly deficient descriptor of the last few hours.It was curious that he found himself speculating as to the current location of the massive Ryeo unit in relation to his house.Was it floating? perhaps even invisible as was the Olsen, hanging unseen above the farm or lake?Only the Full moon and eternal stars beckoned down from the dome above.In short no landmarks to guide him.He was certain at least reasonably of. But once my breathing returned to a normal pace and volume, and once I ceased to move, I suppose she thought I had fallen asleep. She slowly moved her body and looked me in the eye. I squinted though, and the room was too dark for her to tell that I could still see. Then she leaned toward me and touched the sheet where I had wiped my fingers. She rubbed her hand across the sheet, and she must’ve been curious with my girly goo. She smelled it, and she even played with it for a few moments.. But I saw a small carved table-top easel, about the right size for a Missal, and purchased it for Maria Josepha. But I had nothing for either Karl nor Max. I purchased a silver cigarette case for Karl – at 18, I presumed he smoked. Max was still a problem. He was but ten.I paid and asked a clerk to have a taxi summoned. They loaded my acquisitions into it and I was deposited, fatigued, at the Augarten.I dozed for an hour and then had some salad and cold chicken. I took to my bed early and slept.