‘Sunlight,’ said Aejoa. The word combination made Majgen think of outer space and science. ‘Clouds,’ said Aejoa. Majgen thought of emotions cl...ouding and changing, facial expressions going dim or angry, everything but literal clouds. ‘Rain,’ said Aejoa. The human in his arms thought of watering mechanisms for parks, and showers, and confetti raining down on a party. ‘Have you never been outside?’ asked Aejoa. ‘Of course I have,’ said Majgen, and thought of streets and parks of habitats and super. Finally I quietened and rolled off Angie’s contorted body. My fingers went to her lips and gently wiped off the residue of my bodily fluids. Angie grabbed my wrists and thrust my slimy fingers into her mouth, eagerly licking them clean again.Two sated, exhausted mature women. We staggered out from the playroom and walked down the hallway, Angie holding my hand. She led me to her bedroom door and to her marital bed, gently pushing me down and under the soft duvet. She went around to the other. But at the same time the left hand pinched and twisted my left nipple with rage. He started to pull the nipple up and down and my body also started moving along with his hand on a feeble attempt to reduce the pain. Suddenly he gave such a hard tug and twisted that I cried out a little loud and he stroked himself to an orgasm at the same time. I felt the warm juice falling on my back and buttocks. He just shot load after load, I felt the thick cum running down my buttocks and a few globes ran. "Don't worry; I'll call my mom from inside. I don't live far from here."I held the door for Ms. Brooks and we entered our second foyer of the day. To our right was the club's lounge where a dozen or so people sat drinking and snacking. In front of us was the door to the dining room, but between us and that door was a cadaverous looking man who perched on a stool behind a podium. He nodded at Ms. Brooks and said "Hello, Edward," to me in a carefully neutral tone."Afternoon, Mr. Ames," I said.