Despite many questions, all Emilia would say is that answers would come in time."Really impressive, a true work of art," Emilia said as she marveled u...p to the machine, for a moment forgetting others were in the room with her. Eventually she broke her focus, and turned back to those who joined her in seeing the finished product. "My grandfather Archibald King brought this back from Germany. It was theorized that it could work somewhat like a portal to the astral plane, or convert biological. "You mean go to him, don't you?" You make it sound like a friendly visit when you put it that way. Go to him? Why don't you just say it? You have sex with him - you go to let him fuck you." Do you want me to say that, to tell you in those words?" I want you to tell me why! Why can't you tell me what you need instead of going to another man? What does he do for you that I can't? Just tell me what you want - I'll do it - anything, anything at all!"She sighed, then trailed her fingertips over his. Even though it was uneventful for two days now, I still jerked off thinking about them. I also wish mom wore similar clothing. Mom had finally decided to move to Bangalore yesterday. We were leaving tomorrow. This was my final night to get lucky.As usual, I was sleeping with Larry. And after some time, I snuck off to peep into Leah’s room. I slowly opened her room. Again, to my disappointment, she was sleeping. I waited for some time to see if something happened. I couldn’t give up. Paul leans forward and licks the drops from her nipple, savoring the sweet liquid. He kneels next to her and sucks her breast as she continues to read. She strokes his head and asks if he would like to move to the sofa. He nods, and they move to the living room with the laptop in hand. She pats her lap, and he lays his head on her lap. She cradles his head with one hand, and guides her left breast to his mouth with the other.Once he is settled, she starts researching more on her new obsession..