”I continued, “Beth, after I’m done with Chrissy I want us to go to my backyard and rub each other with oil. Then we get down on a plastic tarp ...and slide around.”Beth liked that idea and suggested I start with Chrissy outside on the tarp and when she is done I should let her squirt oil on us.We all had a good time, a very good time. As I write this I can’t help but think what my ex in-laws would think of tonight’s activities. I sure it would go like sinful whores and that heathen looser Mike. Shellie felt a flash of pain, and half her left arm was gone. Her suit sealed itself over the gaping hole and injected painkillers while nanites rushed to stop the bleeding. She looked dazedly around and saw her headless partner lying against a blown bulkhead. Near her was a badly wounded Tuull whose suit wasn’t quite up to the protection offered those humans wore to battle.If she’d seen a human head, Shellie would have had to make a choice. As it was, she reached for the badly wounded Tuull,. He was gorgeous to say the least. Tall, dark and handsome- just the way she liked them. Over the period of the walk, they got more and more intimate with each other, physically teasing and then seconds later having a serious conversation. She began to realize that she hadn’t had this much fun or opened up this much in years. She explained to Will everything about her dad. Then she went on to explain just exactly who Jack Languest was. He was pretty much her counterpart. What part of the. Some she threw to one side and she had soon picked the ones she was going to use on me. She came and stood in front of me, and crouched down so we were eye to eye and that really scared me. She told me that she was quite heartened when i said she wasn’t going to do many strokes. And she told me of the conversations that she had had with my wife and the quantities of strokes. So she said she had no problems administering 80-100 strokes...But she much preferred 150 and maybe more.At this point.