During the short drive through the city, we got closer and more intimate. I unbuttoned her jacket so that I could feast my eyes on her delicious breas...ts, and felt her up like a horny teen-ager. Her nipples were already aroused and her silky blouse seemed to have generated some sort of static energy and now clung to her breasts like a second skin, clearly showing she was naked underneath. I knew she wouldn't be able to resist teasing the driver with a titillating view of her unmistakable. *Finally HomeMiss Justine with me in tow exited the elevator to a small "welcome back" celebration of confetti and noise makers like those used on New Years, from our neighbors on the floor, both Female and male alike. My owner graciously thanked them all for their support and reminded them that our fight was not over yet. She looked around the small crowd for somone in the crowd, but I could tell she had not seen Liz Hodlar. She opened our apartment door and escorted me in, locking the door. ‘Ah…here we go…help.’ He tapped the icon. ‘Good morning sir!’ came a cheerful voice from somewhere below the screen. ‘How may I help you today?’ Zeke yelped and jumped back, having expected a screen presence only. Val chuckled, as the contrast between Zekes rough and tumble exterior, and lab rat personality became momentarily evident. ‘Er….ah…good morning. Yes. What is this place?’ Zeke asked. It was as good a place as any to start. ‘This is the Green Mile Cryogenics facility. Sponsored by. They cheated on each other, and cheating is destructive, so because they truly are a couple, they fashioned an open relationship that does work for them. They're compassionate and caring, and they knew I needed to be close to someone tonight, so they invited me into their bed with them." She hugged herself. "It was amazing. The closeness, not the sex." She laughed self-consciously. "The sex, too, I guess."She walked to the wet bar and poured wine in a glass. "Are you thirsty? May I fix you.