“Good girl.” Tucker’s voice had taken a tone of authority. That seemed to cause Mena to get even wetter. Tucker slid off the bed onto his knees,...sitting back on his heels. That put his face in front of her most intimate part. He grabbed her ass and used it to pull her hips closer to his face. She felt his tongue touch her clit and her legs grew weak. He squeezed her ass hard pressing his tongue harder on her clit. Mena moaned and dug her fingers further into his hair. Tucker kept the pressure. ‘That’s very interesting, is it hard to learn?’ She asked. ‘Not really. Learning how to use a scanner and the computer itself is the hard part. The rest is just learning what the different graphics, art, and paint programs will do. Some are easier and better than others, no one program seems to be able to do everything you want,’ I said. ‘I have my laptop in the back. When we get a little time, I can show you the basics.’ She smiled at me and said, ‘Thank you, I’d appreciate that. I had planned. It seemed Bob had other plans and had called around and gotten us a room at a local bed and breakfast. What can I say, it was a lot nicer than the place I usually stayed, with a beautiful view of one of the small local lakes. Mrs. Fields -- yes, that really was her name -- not only served us real home made biscuits with breakfast, but she made a peach cobbler that was to die for.When we arrived at the hospital, Bob was the picture of professionalism and poise, chatting with, even flirting with,. He was known for his precision and accuracy when it came to numbers or measurements."Her image promptly changed back to her previous matronly one."Television was what they used to call Digi-pix, in the really, really old days," said Alex."That was pretty cool, the way she did that," added Jody."Now," Rosie continued, "If you hadn't interrupted me and then side tracked me... Where was I? Oh, yes. Your grandfather, Garth Holloway, a brilliant cyber-physicist, created me as a sort of systems.