He tried to bring a few images into his head — Playmates, models, past lovers — but he pushed them out and relaxed.The darkness of the window diss...olved, and Fitzwilliam watched as the image of his ideal came into view.“Holy fuck.”The intercom buzzed. “So when can we schedule you for a session, Mr. Fitzwilliam?”--------------------------------Logan Pearse was expecting a good night out in Oakland.A law student at Golden Gate University, Pearse had just aced his con law final and wanted to. We took them home and put them away in the spare room, then Anne went up for a shower whilst mum and I decided to have a drink in the secluded rear garden,"I'm nervous darling" she said as we walked out into the pleasantly warm evening with our drinks, "Anne's up for it though, but she's like me, a little bit nervous" I told her I don't expect anything mum, so don't worry, I've got what I want"Her bottom felt nice under my hand and she giggled as I stroked it sensuously, then asked her to hold. ”“Well, on those nebulous conditions and for an indefinite term, agreed, sir.” I thrust out my hand and he shook it firmly, while Siobhan applauded my good fortune.The next day both Siobhan and I had planned for and obtained permission to go into town and shop. We met over breakfast, and being curious how we were to get thence, were directed by the cooks to go find Uncle James and Ahkbar, presently dueling! Mystified, we sped out the door to a large pen behind one of the nearby sheds. Here, in. Dan entered the room and looked around, the flowers he'd had delivered only a couple of days ago were already fading. They would have to be replaced. He'd bring new ones when he came tomorrow.Dan crossed the room and looked down on the figure lying on the bed. If he didn't know what they'd been through he would have thought that she was only sleeping.He looked at the monitors and saw that she was fine. Over the past 8 weeks, he'd gotten to the point where he could interpret her readings nearly.