I began to wonder, thinking back to the speech from Battlestar Galactica and what kept repeating in my mind was this; did humans earn the right for su...vival? Did humanity forfeit that right when looking at their actions as whole over recorded history?Then the man sitting next to Zhenya asked me the question I had calculated a high probability would be asked of me now that they knew of my abilities.“David, since you can do all this and the A.I. cannot touch you. Can you destroy it? If you can. "who is this?." asked sky"this is my friend samntha she is going to join us, if im just your type let me ask you, have you ever had two of us at once?" a big grin drew across skys face, she introduced herself to samantha and lead the women threw some gates and into a massive cemetary. they walked deper and deeper into the cemetary until they reached a large mosilium sky open the dooor to it and the women went inside, lisa realised that this was skys very own private sex hideaway, sky had. As I grow up, so did my imagination. Movie actresses to models to classmates.You see, when you spend a few minutes every day of your life, imagining various sex acts and such, you will have to improve yourself. Imagining fucking the same girl, same way will get easily bored. Then you start changing their faces Then you start imagining things other than just imagining their nude body.You start creating your own sex movies in your mind. You start watching porn, at first with fear then anxiety and. I almost massaged her neck for more than 15 minutes. She felt so comfortable that she asked me whether she could massage her back also. I took this as a chance. I told her I will massage her back for how much time ever she wanted. I asked her how I can rub her back with her clothes on. She told me to turn the other side, so that she can remove her nighty. After removing it, she slept facing down. I was not able to see her cleavage. However, I had a good look of her back and her ass. She was.