There was no hurry, she seemed to like it. A lot. I didn't want to make her cum, yet, so I gently forced the sponge between her lips, down into her ch...annel against her cervix. I still wasn't in a hurry. My trip back out spent just as much time on Miss Molly's g-spot as before.She looked up at me with eyes glazed over in a sexual high. "Where did you come from?" Molly asked. "Why did it take so long to meet you?" (Warning. Warning. Danger. I'm thinking. This might be harder to do than I. Butterfly's flitted among flowers that Mariel had thought up. My little pocket universe had expanded to something that was no longer what it had been. Call it a woman's touch, but it seemed to me that Mariel was putting her stamp on just about everything I had!I heard a soundless laugh go through my head. Ishla! I recognized her touch. More laughter, and then a shimmering was in front of me, followed by Ishla appearing. I bowed to her."Paul, stop feeling sorry for yourself, and stop fighting. "Perhaps I have, but I may not be what you want at all."All this time other players were appearing and moving away. I looked around, feigning bewilderment."Is this your first time?" Yes." well it was my first time in this particular persona, so it wasn't a complete lie. "I'd better introduce myself, after that awful pick-up line it's the least I can do." I bowed formally, "I'm Mark, sometimes my friends call me Markie" I held my breath; would I get away with it? My penchant for playing personae. I don't think the education guy was really her type, if you know what I mean." Personally, I thought he was a hunk," Mommy said as she spied her objective."I did, too," Carol agreed, "but Christi'd rather be boiled in oil than wined and dined. At least by a man, that is." Oh, I don't know, being boiled in oil isn't all that bad," Mommy grinned wickedly, "as long as it's a good brand."With Becky's luggage safely in the care of professionals, Mommy took the girl by the hand and sped to the gate.