Beyond The Reflection

Randy

"Susan is going to take such fine care of you"

He hears her say and what he wants to say is she ain't doing very good yet but his mouth gagged with ... he didn't see what she stuffed in his mouth he was already blindfolded, but it smelled like Martha and tasted like Martha it had to be Marthas panties that he had shoved under the bed. Oh Shit! what had he gotten himself into he'd played the bondage game before but Susan was sure making it look real scary. What happened to that sweet willing gullible Susan.

And what happened to his wonderful cock he couldn't believe what had happened, the more she sucked the smaller it got it even got fuckin' wrinkles in it. He hoped she had something special, some technique that would take care of him and all he could do is wait and hope.
 
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Martha

Martha watches him, enthralled.

"It is quite warm this evening is it not?”

His whispered words are a soft caress. Warm? Yes, warm. Hot. She is buzzing with the heat radiating from her core, the wet part of her that is so slick and throbbing with his attentions.

"You are perfect, Martha, just as I had fantasized,
your breasts are like warm soft doves
fluttering, wanting to take flight.
Your flawless alabaster skin’s aglow
like a lantern in the night."

‘Oh my GOD. Poetry.’ Martha feels another lustful, beautiful rush as he recites those sweet words with charming elegance.

"Your green eyes like
the many stars at night
guide lonely sailors
to foreign shores delights."

Your coppery mane like that of an energetic filly bounces lightly across the hills of your softly slopping shoulders and between the valley below your sweet neck.

Martha trembles with desire as his words continue to make love to her ego, her lust, and her hunger for romance. Randy’s crude mutterings have never come close to the words of this man, this Adam, and are not even vaguely remembered.

Her eyes are drawn downward – he’s naked now, toward his growing cock. Huge, hard and pointing at her pussy, with a little shine at the tip where his fluid has been released. She feels the leaking of her cunt and looks down, unsurprised to find herself quite naked too, her juices soaking into the lush wool.

”If I were a sculptor my fingers would create in clay the curves and lines I see with my eyes tracing the rounded curves of each delightful breast circling each taut and tender nipple testing their hardness and texture."

Martha is shaken with these words, spoken with such sincerity. Her body falls toward Adam, her hands reaching to grasp his shoulders; all she wants in that moment is to feel his lips on hers and his beautiful body and stiff cock against her.
 
Phenamina as Susan

Phenamina laughs as Randy's confused mental blathering continues.

She prowls around the bedroom. Opening the toy drawer Randy is so proud of, she makes her selections and places them on the bed, handy, for use in a bit.

Her mind moving to the elaborate stereo - she selects "Shine" and causes the CD to load and play. Funny, Inva Mula is one of her own kind. A frequent visitor to this human plane, her 'mirror' is one of music. Who would have thought this barbarian would have had a recording of her?

Glancing down at Randy, smiling at the puny little cock thing between his legs, and he has the nerve to think it’s because she isn’t doing very good.

She decides, no mercy. Removing the rest of Susan’s clothes, her smile bright, she decides to really put Randy in a pickle. Snagging one of the restraints off the bed that she found in the drawer, she takes Randy’s knee and ties it off slightly above it. As she affixes the other end to the same bedpost as his arm, she pulls it so it opens his thigh and brings his knee back and up. The other leg is served in the same fashion and she takes a moment to admire her handiwork. Randy is now bound at wrists, his legs open, knees up, cock and ass displayed for her pleasure.

Inva’s haunting voice is reverberating in the room and Phenamina feels an uncharacteristic seed of lust start to sprout low in her belly. Mmm, she is anticipating this more than she would have thought.

Reaching down for another little item from the pile on the bed, she makes her selection and is rewarded with his jerk when she places the nipple clamps on his man-nipples. Bet he never thought they would be used on him. When she tugs at the chain joining the clamps together, she says one word – “Lust.” Tugs again and watches as his little peepee begins to pulse and stiffen. He’ll learn to like it or just be really perplexed when he can’t get it up again without a little pain.
 
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Phenemina

Phenamina stretches her mind and finds Mordred - playing with Martha. How delicious that is! Adam. Appropriate. Bringing her mind back to Randy, she contemplates how to proceed.

Ah, of course...
 
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Adam

Adam closes his eyes no longer needing to see this beautiful vision before him. Instead he feels her presence, his soft word are now engraved in both their minds, every detail of her body reaching for his. The scent of her wafting upwards from her portal, past the slick swollen folds between her wet hot thighs, up around her pulsing clit, over its hood, along her smooth shaven mound up, up and entering his nostrils defines an image of how she looks in this most wondrous place, her smooth mound, her throbbing clit, her spreading thighs, her slick wet folds , and finally the pink, hot wet entrance to her sweet portal.
His arms extend out as hers grasp his shoulders encircling his neck waiting expectantly for his kiss .His fingers stretch and curl as if preparing for a piano recital. His closed eyes look toward the moon feelings it’s pull and smiling he watches Martha begin to rise, her body moving upward slowly, her legs encircling his waist bringing her body towards him until she touches him, her breasts against his face.

A cloud passes over the moons bright surface and Adam reaches between Marthasher thighs from behind and separates the folds that guard her portal his fingers gently holding them open as her body descends on his. His shaft slips easily inside and together they draw a collective breath.

Adams arms and hands go to her shoulders aiding the final downward motion pulling her toward him. His mouth finds hers to compliment the union below and they are now one.
 
Martha

As Martha moves toward Adam instead of stopping with her hands on his shoulders, her body continues to move. Her arms glide around his neck as she is elevated and moved gently toward him.

This doesn’t seem strange to her. It seems the most natural thing in the world. Her mind isn’t puzzling over the phenomenon. All she wants is to feel him in her. To see if the feeling would match her fantasy. To be filled fully and made love to by this perfect man.

She drifts closer until she feels his face at her breasts, and her legs wrap around his waist. Then she moves downward as though in a dream, feeling his hands upon her inner thighs then higher probing, to part her slick lips. He guides her flawlessly down and onto his huge cock and until he is deep within her. It’s as right and necessary for her to be there, impaled on his lap, as it is in all her deepest fantasies.

Her eyes close, and she takes a long indrawn breath to steady herself against him. This reality is the fantasy.
 
Randy

Blindfolded and gagged and tied securely to the bed Randy can't begin to imagine what Susan is up to now. He hears the rustle of clothes and imagines that Susan is undressing. He hopes that she has something in mind that will bring his hardon back. He feels so helpless tied up this way and vulnerable to what ever her purpose is. Suddenly he feels pain, a stabbing pain in his nipples like something sharp and cold was pinching them of course he thought nipple clamps he had used them on a couple of girls he had had sex with but he never in his wildest dreams thoughtthey felt like this. A hot burning feeling. he bit down on the panties in his mouth tasting Marthas cum and then began to get aroused, but no hardon damn it! what the fuck was going on! He sucked harder on the panties conjuring up an image of Martha in his mind. Images of her straddling him her breasts bouncing as she rode his cock. Damn! still no erection. Then he heard Susan move and his knees being drawn up first one then the other and fastened somehow in that position. He felt the pain in his nipples again as if smeone were jerking on the clamps, searing hot pain that spread to his groin and.... oh my god!... finally a hearton. Surely when Susan sees this she'll take care of him like she promised, suck him off and then take these damn restraints off.
 
Mordred

Mordred looks in the mirror of his mind and sees Phenamina getting her toys ready. He shivers with delight remembering how skillfully she uses them. He realizes she is way ahead of him in this game they are playing ,yet he is having so much fun too. Being Adam has his own personal juices moving and he knows it will be so much more gratifying for him when he begins hs own fantasy if he shares Marthas as Adam aroused by the sexual energies they are creating.

"Now to continue to build Marthas fantasy" he murmurs to himself as he pulls her deeper into Adams embrace.

Adams cock grows inside Martha responding to her need to be filled, filled completely before they begin their dance of love. the base of his cock fills the entrance to her portal expanding against the taut muscles that surround it pulsing against them stretching them ever outward. Her juices surrounding his cock form a suction that draws even more juice downward leaking out and around his balls they have grown too as she wants to feel them against her pussy lips expanding to fill the area around his cock smooth and hot against her thighs and filling the viods between the smooth slky folds. His pelvic bone against her clit become sharper as her hood draws back exposing it to the smooth hard surface.

Her breasts strain for attention and Adams mouth surrounds first one then the other his teeth nipping playfully at each taut nipple teasing them to hardness. Alternatly nipping and sucking, her nipples grow, and her breast ache. His long fingers encircle each globe tracing circular paterns around them as he sucks, then kneading them up and down, back and forth. Raisng his head from her breasts and his hands o the back of her head he brings her face down to his his tongue snakes out and she moves her mouth towards it.
"More" she murmurs and Adam gives her more as his tongue invades her mouth searching for her tongue drawing it in to his mouth and then sucking lustily on it. He hips begin to move as he feels her need to move begin, grinding agaist her locked on her entrance hard against her clit. She wants to ride her mind says and Adam releases his hold on her head as she throws he shoulders back and pulls herself up away from him. The suction of their union gives way and he watches her rise up but even as she rises his cock is still deep inside her filling her. He feels her shiver as the hot wet friction of their union envelops them. He feels the hardness of his cock against the softness of her pussy as she plunges down again pressing his hands down on her shoulders adding to her pleasure the pleasure of repeatedly being filled and filled again.
 
Phenamina as Susan

Phenamina as Susan

…Lube or not to lube… Phenamina tosses the plastic bottle from one hand to the other.
As she searches Roger’s mind again, she sees nothing of him getting off on deliberate pain. Indifference, surely, but no ‘real’ sadistic tendencies. All Right – Lube… ‘Besides, I’ll start with the little one,’ as she reaches for the butt plug.

Squatting between Randy’s knees – grinning at his miniature hard-on, Phenamina lets the cold lube drop on his balls to run down the crack of his ass. Randy jolts at the sensation and groans, and then as realization sinks in …starts to thrash around.

“Still,” her mind commands. She begins to probe Randy’s asshole …gently. ‘Seems he would rather give than receive,’ she thinks probing further.

Now to blow his mind a little more.

“Grow.” Phenamina laughs long and hard when Randy feels his cock start to poke his chin. When the proportions of his cock are satisfactory to her, she buries the plug into his asshole.
 
Martha

Martha

Martha abandons herself to the pulsing in her pussy that radiates out to the rest of her in delicious waves. His cock seems to grow and grow in her. Her breasts, nipples, clit and vagina are stimulated simultaneously and she has never felt such exquisite pleasure. The throbbing caused by his cock hitting every wall inside her is amazing. She has never been stretched so, with absolutely no pain.

She starts to strain against Adam. “More,” she breathes. As he starts to kiss her, the sensations become overpowering and her hips begin to rock against him. She is pushed away at the shoulders and starts the motion of riding that she needs. Up and back against his cock, there is no sensation of withdrawal though. She feels just as filled on the up stroke as the down.

‘This is pure Bliss,’ runs through Martha’s mind as she starts to move faster against Adam.
 
Randy

Randy is waiting to feel Susans eager hot mouth on his cock when The cold sticky wetness of a lube runs down his balls and around his butt. He shivers in disbelief. Can this be the Suasn he used to know? maybe this is all a bad dream, if he just waits it will go away. but the nightmare has just started he realizes as he feel an object enter his lubed butt. It doesn't hurt of that he can be thankfull for but it certainly wasn't what he had expected.

Suddenly he feels his cock begin to grow again. He can see ow long or thick it is but he has the sensation ...but that cant be ....He feels something rub agaisnt his chin at the same time as he feels the end of his cock touch something like the texture of his face. Impossible he thinks and then a weird image come to his mind. an image of susan riding that long hard cock. He smiles and sucks voraciously on Marthas panties He wants to tell Susan to free at least one of his hands so that he can touch that wonderfully long hard cock.
 
Adam

As Adam feels Martha move faster her body arching against his, he slowly raises her butt up and tips her body back until she is laying prone on the sheepskin covered bench. He looks down to where they are joined and feels her mind wanting to see also. He looks up over his head and a mirror appears slowly lowering and tilting until it reflects the joined place toward Marthas vision. She moans as she sees his huge cock slide in and out of her pussy slick and sticky wiht their combined juices. She moans again and Adam sensing her need reaches his hand his fingers curled between them as his cock slides out. he wihtdraws until just the tip is in her. The huge bulboulous end hard and shiny thorbing at the entrance. Martha moans again this time more demanding. Adam moves his cock out and it springs up hard and sticky against his belly. With his hand he guides it back down and presses it against her clit sliding it back and forth over the swollen nub. His other hand reaches down and his fingers enter her pussy cupping and drawing out her juices. The pungent aroma fills the air and Adam brings his wet slick hand to Marthas mouth she sucks lustily at his fingers as she continues to watch his cock massage her clit.

Her body arches and her hand goes down to join his on his cock. He lets go and allows her to decide where she want his cock to be. Out here stimulating her clit or back inside filling her up.
 
Watching Adam make love to her in the mirror is amazing. To see how they are joined, seeing his perfect body and hers together in intimacy is an incredible high. Moaning at the sight, Martha is so ready to take the act to completion.

When Adam removes his cock from her grasping pussy and starts to rub it along her clit, her body jumps hysterically. She feels his fingers at her lips, and greedily sucks her own juice from his hand.

Staring with wonderment at the scene reflected in the mirror, Martha has time to muse, mirror – this all started with a mirror. Taking Adam in her hand, feeling his hard throbbing cock pulsing with life, she rubs it along the length of her clit. Again and again. Almost ready, moving faster, faster, her head thrown back in delirious pleasure, Martha moves his cock back to her pussy entrance and guides him into her, begging soundlessly for him to fill her again as she continues to suck his fingers.
 
Phenamina

Phenamina looks at her handiwork. The plug is clogging Randy’s ass and his hugely disproportionate cock poking his chin. His display as it is, bound to the bed. A little worm of sympathy tries to crowd into her mind at what she has in store for him.

Then she listens to his thoughts. All lust ridden. She sees his gusto as he sucks on the panties in his mouth. She will get her fill first. Then damn the selfish bastard.

Tapping her lip with Susan’s finger… she looks at his huge cock and down at the pussy of Susan. No way. Shedding Susan like a jacket, she places her on the floor, unconscious, and calls on her own earthly form, unused for quite a while.

As she materializes, had Randy been able to see, he would have seen a goddess. Ebony hair curled and tangled to her waist. Her body smooth and brown, high full breasts, pointed long hard nipples, and slender waist. Tall, as tall as he, her eyes a smoldering brown, almost black. Her sex and body as hairless as a babe. She feels herself grow wet and allows his legs to fall from their bonds. Lays him flat.

As she raises her leg to straddle him, her hand takes that massive cock and guides it expertly, unhurriedly, to her cunt. Inch by inch, impaling herself on it. Her cunt closes down on the hard flesh, hotly sucking him further into her. The moans and hip movements he makes are unnoticed as she languishes as a sybarite in the movement of her descent onto him. Once completely joined, she commands, “Fill me,” and his cock grows in thickness wherever necessary to touch every part of her cunt. Then she rocks forward and back, grinding her pouched out swollen clit to his pelvis, fucking this Randy, the cock filling her cunt and her mind with savage pleasure.
 
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mordred

Adam hears Marthas silent pleas to be filled again and shivers with delight as his cock slips easily inside her heated portal and begins to expand pushing again against the muscular entrance sealing it tight. Inside it fills every crevace every void expanding into every fold crowding against her cervex straining against the narrow entrance to her uterus. Like an eye the opening at the end of the bulboulous head examines this place where it is to deposit it's load.

Adam wants to cum... to give her his seed... to complete this perfect union he has planed for so long. But first he must wait for her it is her fantasy she must cum first. He knows she is close as she strains against his need to fill her and her need to be filled. He feels her clit against his pelvic bone straining for attention. He knows what she needs even as her mind is asking for it.

He raises her legs up to his shoulders his cock never leaving her, then up above his head as he tips quickly to the side and and turning her the opposite way is now behind her the base of his cock turning against the tight opening, remains hard and tight inside her. She moans and pulls her knees under her grasping the sides of the bench lowering her head bucking back against him.

The robe has fallen to the ground and the top of the bench has become the mirror. Thje both shudder as they look down at themselves reflected in it.
 
Randy

"Ohhhhhhh god! Randy wants to scream but the gag keeps him silent. He wants to move, to buck up against her grinding cunt as his cock fills her but he is tied securely. He wants to see this woman, this Susan that's fucking him, reach out and grab her tits pinch her nipples pull her to his mouth and tongue fuck her but he is helpless immoblle as she rides him savagely, fucking him like he's never been fucked before. If only.... god he wants to cum but he can't something holds him back, a voice inside of him telling him he can't cum until she has her pleasure. oh god his mind says please let me cummmmmm.
 
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Martha

Martha’s mind and body are on fire as she is moved up and around to be on her knees on the bench. She looks down into the reflective surface of the bench and sees their joined bodies. Her body is tensing and tightening against the cock that fills her, almost over the edge she hovers at the paroxysmal beginning of her climax

Her movements become more frenzied and exaggerated. Meeting the base of his cock with every backwards lunge, she steps from the ledge and plummets up and out her body, racked with ecstatic spasms as she begins her journey.

“AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHAAAA” calling out as she sees white light and feels the start of his seed begin to pump madly into her waiting body. Again and again she is taken, shaken and transported into the electric void beyond rapture until its unbearable and she collapses onto the bench. Aware now of two things only, the throbbing, burning never-ending discharge of his cock unloading into her and the spasmodic mind-shattering convulsions of her body greedily sucking it out of him.
 
Phenamina

Phenamina slowly, so slowly rocks on Randy. Drawing out her pleasure. She allows herself to browse, to stroll languidly through all the sensations of lust, from the sweet building of heat, to the wonderful sensation of being stuffed full of throbbing man cock. The ridges inside her cunt that were made to be stimulated are keenly and deliberately massaged with her slow movements.

She rides him, using him for her pleasure, knowing how maddening it is to this self-serving man-child. His balls are drawn up and ready to release, but she lingers, manufacturing the perfect release for herself. Randy’s straining cock and mind beg for release and she ignores it, content to ride and ride this lust.

Her clit is a pulsing thing, almost with a life of it’s own, pushing down with each rock of her pelvis. She moves back and forth, her muscles milking on him, pulling and tugging the head of his cock deep inside her. No mouth, no other woman surely, could provide the sensations he’s feeling turning his entire body seemingly into a throbbing cock and balls straining to cum and release its pent up juice into her.

She allows him to almost release and backs away, again and again. She is starting to anticipate her orgasm and her movements finally quicken. She rocks and rides, pulling his cock almost from her body as she starts to slam down onto him with frantic movements.

When she starts to rocket into her orgasm, she opens her mind to Randy and gives him a glimpse of her above him riding his cock, fucking him and she changes her appearance in his mind to the homeliest earth woman she can conceive of. The repulsed backward jerk of his head as he sees her flings her straight into rollicking, rolling, waves of pleasure as she cums long and hard on his cock, her juice flooding down onto him. When his cock’s cum would give her most pleasure, she reaches and snatches the plug from his ass and commands him to cum.

Phenamina allows his orgasm to peak and his jets of his cum are slowed, pushing up and out from his balls in agony almost, so drawn-out, his mind is turned to red haze as each spasm of his cock is sucked into her greedy hole. His screams are a pleasure and she adds to the cacophony of lust with her own cries, jumping from peak to peak as the pleasure is wrung from her.

Finally spent she drops onto him, her spasming cunt still sucking him dry.

“Not bad at all for human.”
 
Mordred

"AHHHHHHHHHA!"

"yyyyesssssss" is his reply unheard by her as she is at the height of her orgasm. "yyyyyyeeeeessss"

The moon has disappeared behind a cloud again releasing it's hold against the earths gravitiy and Mordreds body is crushed against martha on the bench. The weight of their combined release creates a greater heaviness a greater sense of filling and being filled. They shudder together unable to move until they have to, in order to breath again. As they slowly raise up Martha sees herself in the mirror below her and gasps. Her breasts, that were before firm and smooth are now enlongated and wrinkled. Ridges of blue veins spider webb themselves across and around each pendulous soft glob of flesh. Her nipples once
perky and proudly rising, now are like dried raisens, dark and coarse. Her belly once smooth and firm is now disteneted, criss crossed with white stretch marks, soft and puffy like a balloon half full of water. She cringes as she sees coarse hair growing on her once smooth mound, kinky and dirty brown encrusted with white sticky cum. She dares not even look in her own face knowing that it would be disgusting as well and thinking of Adam, the perfect man behind her who had given her so much pleasure, wants to just crawl into the mirror and disappear.

Mordred laughs, not at her because he knew already this transfomation would come about, but at what his eyes only see behind Marthas reflection in the mirror. Phenamina, his beautiful mate smiles approvingly, her eyes mirroring Mordreds pleasure her mind basking in the glow of his release.

She waits to see if Martha chooses to crawl back through the mirror to her earthly lover or turn and face the one behind her.
 
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Randy

Randys seemingly endless moaning is shrouded by his gag and unheard by Phenamina as she rides him ugrently persuing her own pleasure. He senses her ignoring the source of her arousal his body below her and his cock she is impaled
upon, searching beyond this present state for her goal, her orgasm.

Never before has he experienced what he is now become part of, and he is not enjoying it. His body is crying out it's need for release and he is powerless to control it or even allow it to occur of its own accord. More than a paradox but rather a quandary he is beyond the point of concern about how it will happen but rather if it even will. There is no pain, or even discomfort that he could cry out against only this overbearingerotic pleasure a pleasure that he is not alowed to flow with but constricts him holds him powerless in it's grip.

He tries to see in his minds eye to put an image to these feelings that bind him and for a fleeting moment sees his erotic tormentor abve him , At first the most beautiful woman he has ever seen and then in the next the most ugly. Is there no end to this paradoxical illusion his mind cries as he instinctively tries to pull away. He kows it's only begining as he feels from above him a flowing down her orgasm surrounds him unindating and then reversing direction sucking back up again pulling his release from him drawing it mercilessy out and away from him taking all the joy of any control or even spontenaity away from him, leaving him drained and deflated.
 
Martha

Martha shaking, coming down from her orgasm catches her reflection in the mirror. Her body jerks with shock at the image and she raises a hand to her breast. The mirrored image follows her and she knows that it is she reflected in its depths.

A scream forms on her mouth and is muffled and she drops forward on the mirror huddling and hunching and squeezing her eyes shut against the image revealed. She barely feels Adam pull out of her allowing sticky fluid to dribble down her thighs.

To go from the heights of orgasm to hideousness is too much for her and she gives it up for a while, huddled there, forgetting Adam for the moment. Tormented by her ugly reflection...
 
Phenamina closes Randy’s vision and slowly rises, her tight thighs still quivering with orgasmic aftershock. She’s quite pleased in all. Glancing behind her to Susan, she switches before untying Randy and uncorking his mouth. She releases her hold on him and his cock goes to normal size.

She hides a smile behind Susan’s lips and watches him try to get a handle on his situation. His confusion is evident. What to do with him now…

She’ll see his reaction and then decide. Her mind flutters with possible scenarios and she reaches out to Mordred. She smiles at Martha’s hunched figure and at Mordred now standing behind her looking down at her. She will bounce any ideas she has off Mordred, they always work so well together...

“Well Randy honey, how was that?”
 
Mordred

Mordred looks at Phenamina his beautiful lover in the mirror and smiles at her approval.

"Do you think she has learned her lesson? He says softy with words that only she can hear. That she must share her beauty share her desire before she losses it. Has she learned that to keep it, she must give it away. We will give her another chance, for that is the purpose of this time."

He looks down and as the moon comes from behing the cloud he see Marthas youth and loveliness return. But she still has the choice as he puts in her mind the image of Randy waiting on the other side of the mirror for her return.

Phenamina nods in agreement and with a sly grin on her face remarks. You were a very good teacher my love perhaps it was because you enjoyed the lesson as much as she?"

"Of course my dear, Mordred answered, but I was just getting warmed up. Do you like the image I chose for Martha or rather that she chose for me?"

He turns to her as she is now beside him. "Or is there another you would prefer, all you have to do is wish it, you know."
 
Randy

As his blindfold and gag are removed and his hands freed from their bonds, Randy sees Suasan above him looking down at his deflated cock.

"Well Randy honey, how was that?”

How did you like that blow job?

Phenamina has placed this occurance in Susans mind convincing her that she has just sucked Randy off.

Randy shakes his head thinking of the visions he had before and wondering if he was going crazy. He has to admit that he'd never had a blow job like that before but he never wanted one like that again. How can he explain that to this girl above him, her smile so sweet and innocent. He tries to pull her into his arms, maybe if he has sex with her he'd erase the images that plagued him. She pulls away.

"Oh no, honey she says her eyes twinkling. No sex remember, I'm a virgin and I'm saving it for my husband whom I haven't met but soon will I hope, but it was fun and now I've got to run. I have to meet Bill in twenty minutes."

She jumps up and begins to dress quickly. Without thinking Randy asks,

"Bill who.?"

Susan giggles "Oh silly you know, the Bill that says blow Jobs aren't sex so they aren't cheating. she looks pensive for a minute before she leaves "I wonder how Hilary feels about that."

Randy can only shake his head and looking toward the mirror he thinks of Martha. He heads toward the mirror hoping he can still go into it and find his Martha. He's just a couple of steps away when....
 
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Phenamina to Mordred

"He wants 'his' Martha back, my lover.

"I think they should both come through the mirror and watch real lovers give and take.

If they don't learn to appreciate what they have and continue to be so idiotic, I won't be able to restrain myself Mordred."

"You're right of course," Mordred answers.

I pause, thinking of what Mordred said about if I want him to remain as he is.

"I think that you should remain like you are my love. I will be the one changing."

I rematerialize in Randy's bedroom in front of the mirror. I love the shocked look on his face. He sees a different woman entirely. One who's looks are faded. Not toned, not beautiful, just an ordinary woman. A little older than him. Dark haired. Dark eyed. He doesn't know her.

And if she wasn't standing in front of him, one that Randy would never look twice at.

"Let's go Randy, Martha is waiting for you."
 
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