Your father would have insisted I save all that old crap that belonged to Mary. That was a different lifetime ago. I asked for this treatment and so d...id that girl on the tennis court,” she explained. “I had to beg him to let me get rid of my old baggage and memories. Some were good, some were bad, some were meh but they belonged to Mary. I want to make new memories!”“That is a big commitment. You sure you won’t regret it? There is no undelete to get them back,” I reminded her.“You have such a. On the other hand, when I found her asleep in her underwear a week later, in just her bra and panties - I knew I had to talk it out with her. Unfortunately, I never found the heart to do so."Machamma went home," she said one day.Machamma was our maidservant. "It isn't noon yet," I asked, puzzled. "Isn't she well?" I sent her home. For good. She wanted a raise, and I told her she didn't deserve the amount she claimed. She started shouting at me, accusing me of being... a bad girl, but I guess I. ..”I looked down at the small, three-sided pyramidal die on the tabletop, floating in the void. It gleamed.My old nemesis.I held up a hand. “Uh, while I’m here, can I ask some questions? There are things about this experience that have been bothering me.”“Sure, go ahead.”“Okay. Where’s my greatsword?”That had been bothering me for quite awhile.“Oh, so that wasn’t just a means of testing my limits at character generation, hmm?”Well, about that... “Don’t worry! I’m just kidding. The sword exists,. After an eternity of bliss, Mac coaxed Darcy into a sixty-nine position with their bodies lying side by side. Like two infants contentedly sucking on their pacifiers, Darcy and Mac leisurely stimulated one another.Ten minutes later, as Darcy could feel his next climax start approaching, he warned Mac. Darcy’s warning was not heeded by Mac who simply continued sucking Darcy’s dick. Fully understanding Mac’s message, Darcy’s mouth now commenced upping its pace. As Darcy unloaded he was pleased to.