There wasn’t such a gene. The other items ... well, Nikolai lay the list down.Across the table, Mogilevich’s eyes burned. “Can you do it?”Niko...lai took a breath and considered his reply. Although impossible, that first item intrigued him. “Many of your requirements, for example, the physical attributes, are attainable. Some of the others will require discussion and study. However, your desired primary characteristic, loyalty, is a problem. You see, there is no loyalty gene.”Twenty-four years. Catherine tried not to stare as the young girl's bare footsteps approached, and she had to work even harder to conceal her reactions when Joel emerged from the bathroom a moment later, his eyes all dazed.Oh my, oh my. Catherine couldn't help peeking at the girl's large breasts as she passed, so close, so... tangible. The model's breasts were almost imposing when seen up-close, and Joel had undoubtedly seen them in even greater proximity, because the model had... She had... She'd sucked Joel's. I opened my mouth to breath. The pliers gripped my tongue, pulled it hard from mouth, then the pain, pressure, then pain again, followed by more pressure. He let go, my tongue felt swollen, my mouth full. I didn’t understand what, or why this was happening to me, or my friends. Something touched me, between my legs, touched me there, my private place. I felt myself being parted, the pliers again? Then the pain, unbelievable pain. I screamed then, screamed like my friends had………………..“Hands up,. Although I was not too graphic I still told her the truth.By the time she was f******n I could not deny I was lying with a women. Specifically one that was a ghostly image of my dead wife. This was taking a heavy toll on my libido. Despite Linda burying her face in a blanket, I had noticed she occasionally moaned while I rubbed her tummy.Having not been with any women for several years, due to Linda having her worst dreams when I dated, my own needs began to play havoc with my morals. I admit.