They went back to their husbands who were weaker than before. They were fine men and I was rapidly losing hope for them and my little granddaughter, A...nn.I decided that my office was not that important any more. Preparations for the future needed to be considered and this was my place to plan and work. I went to my study, opened a pad, and started making a list of things to do assuming my fears were correct and a complete breakdown was coming. We would need a source of food, power, and water. "Much." "Any pain? And no tough Marine/Spectre bullshit either," Chakwas said firmly. Shepard tentatively rolled her shoulder and shifted the arm around a bit, wincing slightly. "It still aches some, and it's pretty stiff," she admitted. Chakwas nodded. "To be expected, but no sharp pains while resting the arm?" Shepard shook her head and the Doc smiled. "Excellent. Now I know how you are and you'll be wanting to throw yourself into therapy, but we are going to have to go easy this time around. The rock in the room was now smoothed, bleached, and shaped to take on the appearance of the light marble stone favored there while the floor was smoothed black. Tapestries adorned the walls and at the opposite end of the room on either side between the dais upon which the long couch she playfully considered a throne rested were passages to her laboratory and one of the ley lines that fed into this place. Also accenting the room were the lovely women, all nude and in various stages of fucking,. They were riding each others thighs and fingers and were fucking like possessed a****ls, their moans turning to groans and muffled screams as they rode on. Bucking and shaking they reached their climaxes together, screaming out obscenities over and over "Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fucking hell!"Both with heads thrown back their orgasms were intense, streams of clear juice squirting out over each others thighs and hands. A beautiful, heady aroma filled the air and they seemed to keep cumming for ever.