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I love tweaking in all its forms. Mental. Metaphorical. Physical. Especially physical. I love being tweaked too. Well, the tweaking is almost over! For part one at least. There will be six volumes when all is said and done. This story has stretched me to the limit and keeps doing so. Everything is in place to write the link from the recently completed Book 5 to the long-since-completed Epilogue. I'll probably call it Book 6. Phew.
For those who don't know what I'm talking about, Inversion1 is a 6 volume story of space travel, of human survival against the odds, and of war, artificial intelligence, sex and subtle aliens. And part one is nosing down the birth canal towards daylight. See for yourself the degree of dilation then read the baby's first words gently scribed on her head.
Inversion1
Book 1: Only who is left
Part 1: Alex5
Daylight filtered through my eyelids. A cool pillow hugged my head and hair tickled my nose. Despite the familiar elements, I found myself confused, disorientated. Deep breaths calmed me. Sweet perfume offered me perfect coordinates. I reached out, circled Emma's slender waist and pressed myself into her naked body. She yawned. A stretch momentarily tore her from me then she relaxed and snuggled her buttocks back into my groin. I kissed her neck, cupped a pert breast and gently rolled the nipple between my finger and thumb. It grew and hardened. She moaned, slowly rolled over and sleepily kissed my lips. Her left hand reached for my genitals, surrounded the loose flesh of my scrotum and squeezed. Surprise prised opened my eyes. She was grinning; her green eyes were flashing. Slender fingers spidered up my swelling shaft and stroked me into hardness.
'Good morning, Alex.' Her voice was a throaty whisper. 'Fuck me again, Sweetheart.'
'You have a filthy mouth, Emma9.'
'It's 'cos of where you make me put it.'
I grabbed her long blonde hair and forced her head beneath the covers.
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