A choice.

Thomas was getting tired before Sarah came. This time a huge spray of girl-cum hit him in the face as she screamed and moaned. He pulled the toy out and watched it drip on the bed. Her breathing became slow and regular as she drifted off to sleep. All fun aside, Thomas felt he had to know more. He set the dildo on Sarah's chest and went to examine the gift box.

Inside the box was a ten-page instruction manual for the Age-Fixing Crystal Pleasurizer of Donatien François, English translation. He read it through, then went back to the caveats and conditions and read them again. Afterward he made a phone call; Krista, Sarah's twenty-five year old daughter, would be here in about two hours. The ruse was minor, but not totally incorrect. Something most definitely had happened to her mother. He was certain that Krista was mainly coming to ensure it would be terminal, but as they say, "Any old port in a storm."

When Sarah woke up, she was as usual furious.

"Thomas, why am I tied to my bed? Release me at once!"

"So you don't injure yourself, madam. I believe I have found a solution to your problem, but it involves a choice."

"What kind of a choice."

"You'll have to choose between your money and your youth."