In for a Penny in for a Pound

You follow Alice, your unsteady legs carrying you forward. Her perfect red ass sways invitingly and you feel little aftershocks of your last orgasm every few steps.

You avoid occasional chunks of rubble, going deeper into the Black Zone. You come to another large security door.

“You’ll have to use your hand, sweetie. The Goddess changed it to read your handprint as Jonathon’s.”

You lay you hand on a flat glass panel and you look into a sensor.

“Visitor identified. Welcome Jonathon Dryer.”

The door slides open.

Alice grins. “Inside here, sweetie, is the key to Jonathon’s power.”

The room looks small in the dim lighting. The walls are white and the floor is a nice retail store tile. On one side of the room is a very nice, ultra modern, stainless steel desk. Stop it sits a large computer monitor and terminal.

It’s a very nice desk, but it hardly seems like the source of anyone’s power.

“Alice, what’s so special about this room?”

She laughs. “We’ll, since you asked..,”