You're ready for the hair salon. We should be able to just make it," she said, tossing me my slingback shoes. I put them on and followed her downstair...s. She opened the door to the garage for me, and also the car door for me. It was like she was a polite husband with a sensitive trophy wife who could fall apart at any moment. She had never shown this kind of consideration for me before.Sharon had me so wrapped up in her glowing, considerate manner that I forgot the situation I was in for most of. “Yes, so here we are.”“But the same question, why my family line?”“I really don’t want to tell you the answer to that one,” Angel twisted her smile a little as she looked me in the eyes.“So, I am supposed to trust you, but you don’t trust me?” I asked.“I kind of knew that you were going to go there. OK, this was not some super science thing. A little over 150 years ago in my timeline, the lead scientist on the project saw a guy, a physicist, who was working on the project and thought he was. Besides, as Elly had told her, love and sex were two separate things. Which made perfect sense to Jenn.She was still marveling over his magnificent body as they finished putting away her stuff. He had caught her eying his body a couple times, or so she thought. Of course, he was eying her as well, particularly when she was bending over to put clothes away. They sat down on the bed after they finished, continuing their idle chatter. ?Well, looks like you are all settled in,? Brian said,. Georgia opened her eyes. She couldn't remember when she had felt so unearthly relaxed and at peace with the world. The bouncing of the tapered tip of Wolf's penis against the secret, highly sensitive elastic gland at the top of Georgia's rectum had produced such a wild, mind-splitting orgasm in the woman that her head felt as if it were vaguely disembodied and not exactly on her shoulders. It was functioning at only slightly above the level of gibbering idiocy, if that. Her fantastic shattering.