"Her frustration must have crept into her voice, because Phyllis asked, "What's wrong?"Renee let out a sigh. "I've got a virus on the computer at the ...store, and I can't get anyone in here to fix it. I'm at a standstill." Oh, hang on a second." Her next words were muted, indicating that Phyllis had her hand over the phone's receiver, but Renee could make out enough to know that her neighbor was calling for her son. A second later, she said, "William is good at that sort of thing. He's just. All the while, I could hear someone in the next room fucking. Strangely, it sounded a lot like Mommy. When I mentioned it to Daddy, he told me that it was her. I wondered who was with her. He told me not to worry about it and forced me down to his crotch. I helped him out of his pants and started licking on his cock. I quickly forgot about the sounds from the next room and went to work on his dick with my mouth. After a while, he told me that I needed to slow down."But Daddy, I want your. I’m coming to understand that he really knew a whole lot less about science than he thought he did.’ I replied: ‘Determinism is pretty much dead but most of the scientific world still believes in materialism. I’m afraid it will die a slow death.’ She than said: ‘I’m afraid you are right, but people like Amit Goswami, Peter Russell and Henry Stapp make a compelling case for the primacy of consciousness. Thank you so much for pointing me to them.’ I replied: ‘You are very welcome. I am coming to. Finally, I settled back onto the seat and renewed my limpness. Why was I so tired? Well, let me see...there was Cynthia hiding from her husband during the day and then a late night visit from Judy and Ben... she's insatiable. Then I got up early and wrote for two hours... that can be very exhausting. Then I spent the afternoon with my hot nurse and it was well worth it. I thought I was fucked out after that, and I was when Terry and Casey stopped. Upon quick reflection, it was easy to see why I.