I was just a fuck-toy for him to use however he wished. "Get over here, get him ready for me." It took me a second to realize that he was talking to S...arah, understanding it when she went to her knees behind me. I gasped when she spread my ass, then let out a long moan when she began licking my asshole. I had thought about it before; it was every bit as good as I had imagined. She kissed my cheeks before she spanked me a few times as well; I started, not expecting it. She leaned back in, and her. It also would have meant sending one of my two computer systems back to OSU, which would be embarrassing to me and Prof.^[[In a normal mind the memories are managed subconsciously. You don't consciously 'file' your memories, create indexes, etc. Even when you consciously retrieve a memory, it's really nothing more than a conscious request to your subconscious to get it for you. The subconscious - among its HUGE number of other tasks - is the 'librarian' of your memories.The subconscious mind is. Fuck, my cock started to grow. They were monsters. Her light beige areola forming distended circles around her knobby nipples. They were big and heavy, weighing down, but damn, all I could picture was my dick between them. She didn’t even notice my fascination with her tits; her hand merely brushing my fingers away as I reached out and stroked one of her pudgy nipples.I had her stand in the tub and I washed her up. Working the soap into her pussy; my 3 fingers easily pushing in and out. I shook. Helena smiled at her saying “You know how to keep me sweet young lady!” She smiled.The bill of $700 was presented. Helena placed $900 in the folder and another $100 under her plate. The waitress helped them with their chairs and Helena mentioned “What’s under the plate is yours. Thank you for your service.” they departed with staff smiling at them.Returning to the antique hall they had another look around at what was left. Julie kept looking at a lovely opal necklace. The price was only $1,200..