We’re all gonna die eventually. She’s gonna need the ‘Sight’. I need to do this. I’ve ‘seen’ it.”“Look, I can program in a comfortab...le chair for you, it’ll be made in a just a few minutes. But I don’t want you killing yourself to try to help me with the ‘Sight’. It’s not worth it.”“The ‘Sight’ can help you, kid. It always has answers. I know how you’re tied to this place. Your energy, your life, was here. I saw you leave that ice box. This whole world is like some bad dream you can’t wake up. (Now THEY were pinching themselves!)Marek looked like he was ready to shit a brick. His mouth was like a fish out of water and his eyes were now even bigger than before. “Um, um, well, I would ... but I need to coordinate things and make sure your Evac goes according to plan...”I smirked, “Suuure ... we wouldn’t want our Evac getting screwed up now, would we!?”I really hoped I could see this asshole’s face when Pops executed HIS plan! Whatever it is.We were all still staring at Marek and I. Instead of being tetchy I am arrogant. Paul stares at me. He cannot quite believe just how easily Marcus can switch me on that way! I know that it awes him, that it makes him feel incredibly small. No matter how charming, or romantic, or funny he is, he can't make me light up like Marcus does. My black bull plugs me in at the cunt, that is the difference. The charge goes up me and I am made new. be a new one. I have to have a new basque and expensive stockings. Then there is a new choker to go. So, her next suggestion had him flabbergasted.“Baby, slide your seat back a little so I can climb on top and fuck you while we are stuck in this traffic!” she said, nearly begging.“Riss, are you sure?” Ben asked, stupefied at this turn of events.“Yes, now move the damn seat before I change my mind!” Marissa demanded.Unfortunately, just as Marissa slid her sopping wet pussy onto Ben’s cock, traffic began to move again. Ben chuckled as he did his best to maneuver the car to shoulder of the road.