There was no way that it could even be close to being true. He couldn’t imagine why anyone would go to the trouble of creating something like this. ...But then again, how did the colours appear on his ring? He examined the band on his finger closely. Perhaps it was heat sensitive? But then again why would it have only changed now and not when he first put it on? And there were three other sets of gems that were still clear. His aunt certainly had acted strangely as well. Admittedly he had lost his. Maggie swam another couple of lengths and then got out and came back to her lounger.Maggie didn’t offer any explanation. I couldn’t leave it at that. “What did those guys say to you?”“Nothing really, just asked me about where we came from and what we were doing here.”“There seemed to be a lot of laughter.”“They were just fooling around, just being friendly.”I dropped the subject and went back to my book. Maggie spoke again.“I know you want me to try new things and take a few risks, so I hope. "Do you like it?" he asked me, whispering in my ear."I love it. Don't stop, please," I breathlessly replied.I could see his eyes sparkling as he was moaning softly. I crossed my legs around his waist and exerted a slight pressure to my left side; we turned around while he remained inside me. I was still for a few seconds, feeling his penis and placed my hands over his firm chest. I gently lean over him until our lips touched as I whispered, "I want you to make me scream."He grinned, grabbed my. It was called P.I.M.P. That stood for the Psycho-Institutional-Medico-Pharmaceutical industrial complex. A massive global economic network for the intentional control of mind and body of every human being on the planet. From bogus claims of “mind disease”, to fake diagnoses, every possible drug contrived to manipulate the public. Nonetheless, brave warriors fought against insurmountable odds on a daily basis.“Morning ma’am,” Agent Sage, angular, fit as usual, wiry and spry as a cat, said with a.