I do this with the SciFi tropes of Artificial Intelligence and nanites, but much more realistic and scientifically valid versions of everything. Basic...lly, grant me a powerful A.I. for story purposes and from that I try to build the rest without violating any laws of physics or reality or relying on unknown future science.Starting with Chapter Three, I plan to bring one character (or set of characters) into my world in most chapters. I'll try to include a basic wikipedia link for easy character. Main apne room main aa gayi.next morning woh aaya nahane k liye aur mere room ka gate band ker diya.usne mujhe kaha ki nangi ho jao.maine ho gayi.usne mujhe bed pe lita diya aur meri body ko choomne laga.maine garam ho rahi thi.meri saans bhari ho gayi aur mere nipples tan gaye the.maine khud hi apni choot main ungle daal li.usne kaha ruko main hoon na.usne mere choot main munh daal k mujhe chata.maine poori garam thi.maine uske lund ko choosa.woh mere gaand ko chata.ham dono ek doosre ke jisme. My hands were shivering she saw that she could feel it I was not able to explain her a single bit of the word .and she saw the nervousness on my face she said ‘kya Hua jagu,hath kyo kaap rahe hai, I said kuch nai bas aisa hi’ she understood that I am still a boy, before that I was man at least I thought but that day it was like I was a slave ..She very slowly keep the notebook aside caught my hand and said ‘ghabrao maat kuch nai hoga , Mai hoo na ‘ and I was like mum not a word could come out. She was last out and closed the door behind her.“I want to talk to Mishka in private,” Tasha declared.“Mom said I was not, under any circumstances, to leave you two alone, and that anything you did, I was supposed to do! In fact, I’m due a proper kiss!”“You are NOT!” Tasha growled menacingly.“Don’t worry, Tasha,” I grinned. “I don’t have a death wish! It would only be a matter of who killed me — you or your dad!”“And you remember that!” Tasha declared.“Then no more kisses for you, big sister!”.