With whoever you want but they must not have your real name or any other details like phone numbers, OK? This is a totally anonymous event.” The gr...oup disbanded and went their own ways, some diverting to the market, others to a small shopping mall. The area consisted of an array of designer shops and small retail outlets to the larger stores that were almost like department stores. A budget had been set but no one was policing it and you could spend as much or as little as you wanted. Beth. I had littered much of society with dozens, if not hundreds, of my bastards, too. In fact, anyone who had survived the various revolts against me had all been Converted or Sterilized, of course. The rest had been Atomized, naturally, with the aid of our Xenarian allies.There had been a variety of small-scale revolts and uprisings against me, but none of them stood the snowball’s proverbial chance in Hell. All that happened was that the malcontents were isolated, Atomized or else Sterilized,. Everyone has a fantasy of having sex with their girlfriend. Deep inside, even I had such a fantasy. But I never took a step to avoid making things awkward. One fine day my girlfriend Shreya and I were sitting in a Chai point. We talked and laughed about everything we could. Then suddenly, Shreya looked at me and said, “Vikram, let’s go for a long drive!” I was surprised as I always kept asking her about the ride, and she would never come. I replied, “Ok, let’s go!”As you know, a bike journey is. I kissed my wife passionately imagining it was Barbara. I fondled my wife's breasts all the time imagining they belonged to my secretary. I went down on my wife imagining my head was surrounded by the perfect thighs of Barbara. My wife writhed in ecstasy as I worked my tongue into what I imagined was a 25-year-old tight mound of womanhood. My stiff cock tickled what I imagined Barbara's pussy to look like and as I thrust it in, I imagined my secretary spread out on my bed, her perky nipples.