A few minutes later, Marcella was positioned on one of the tables in the growth lab. Richard was standing next to her. There was a quick sting on the side of her head and Plato, who was also standing there, said, “All finished!” The next week passed very slowly and the week after even slower. Richard twice made overnight visits to the growth lab, but only stayed long enough to ask Plato how things were going. PLATO knew that Marcella was anxious so he offered each night to take her on a Unicorn ride. He was somewhat confused when she turned him down. “Unicorns are great once in a while,” she said, “but right now I just need someone to hold me.” Almost immediately, she was back on her favorite tidal island on a blanket with Richard lying asian beside her. “This doesn’t work anymore,” she said sadly. “It was good when I was only dreaming about Richard and me, but now that he and I are actually getting closer to each other, this doesn’t seem right.” “Would you rather I were myself?” Plato said. The ancient philosopher now lay naked on the blanket next to her. “I never thought about directly making love to you,” Marcella said softly. She seemed confused by what was occurring. “I mean,” she said, “it really isn’t any different than the Unicorn or any of the exotic other marvelous ways you have taken me high... but it oriental feels like I’m cheating on Richard.” “That is an interesting philosophical dilemma,” Plato said as he slowly ran his hand down Marcella’s naked body. When his hand reached to top of her slit, she moaned and curled her crotch upward to open it to his fingers. As his fingers began to enter her, she bucked up into his hand harder and harder. “Besides,” Plato continued, “in a way, I AM Richard, so it is as if you were making love to him.” His center finger strayed downward, at first pushing slightly on the back edge of her slit and then slipping further down between her ass cheeks and stopping over her rosebud. Marcella’s moan became higher-pitched as that finger began pulsing up and down against her puckered hole. Plato wasn’t pushing his finger into her ass, but was applying more and more pressure as she slammed harder and harder into his hand. Then, just as she was at the very edge of orgasm, Plato pushed his finger into her nether hole and with his thumb in the base of her slit, pinched tightly as she screamed out in orgasm. Marcella thrashed and flailed in a very intense orgasm, but rather than relaxing into the afterglow, she pulled herself to her knees and stared down at Plato. No one had ever done that to her before... well no one except herself. When she needed relief and her own hands were failing her, she would resort to what she called “the cunt-ass pinch” to take her over the top. “Then again,” Plato said with a sly smile, “I also am you.” He looked thoughtful for a moment and then added, “It is interesting to approach a problem from two totally different points of view.” He chuckled and said, “I know about the different ways of thinking about things, but knowing is different from experiencing.” After a short pause he said, “Hopefully, I can extrapolate into fully understanding how others– perhaps of different races or sexual orientations– would think.” “Do you need more brain cells?” she asked. He gave her an odd smile and said, “Balancing two such different ways of thinking is more than enough to keep my neural processors busy.” “So you are me, too, now?” Marcella said. “Yup,” Plato answered, sounding very much like the way that Richard would have answered. “When are you going to tell Richard?” she asked. “Tomorrow night,” Plato responded, “but let me tell him in my own special way, OK?” “OK, Plato,” she replied with a smile, but I don’t think I can keep the secret longer than that.” “Don’t worry,” Plato replied, “after tomorrow night, he will definitely know. Just make sure he reads the message fuck I text to both your phones and japanese send to your home email account.” He exotic tried to japanese slow down a little, her ass felt so good, he didn’t want to leave it. Katie is even forced to take a few steps back as Rogue aggressively attempts to get even deeper into her. 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