"Is your boyfriend going to 'slam' you again?" You know, I'll tell you one thing," April said, lowering her voice, suddenly conspiratorial. "Sex with ...ou is better than I ever thought it would ever be. I mean, sometimes when I lay there alone in bed at night, I just think, 'You know, when Laura fucks you, it's like nothing else in life. You just explode like a bomb, or like one of those Fourth of July rockets, you know?' That's what I think."Laura warmed to her. She wanted to make it come true. What it didn't explain was just quite what I was doing sitting here waiting. I mean, the AI had announced my visit in advance - or at least, it had told me it was going to do so - and I knew my machinery had been in touch on some level with theirs. I wondered whether there was a bigger problem than I'd been led to believe - such as them all being dead, for instance - or whether this was all some sort of calculated slight. We had, after all, done some pretty unpleasant things to Queta's head. Diving off the deep end I delivered a repetition of hard slaps with my bare hand, then walked up behind her and squeezed her nipples making her yelp. The very same nipples I’d only ever gently engulfed within the warm cocoon of my mouth. This was the defining moment. The power to abort the mission was entirely in her hands. I Sharp intake of surprised breath. “oowwww’, she murmured in astonishment. I ceased all external stimuli, sniffing the wind for her internal workings. . I almost stumbled over my words when I finally got them out, "uh ... no ... I'm from the uh ... the states," I felt like a jibbering idiot. "Why do you ask?" I was prepared for her to say no reason or just curious but she surprised me."I've always been fascinated by the states especially the southern most section," she replied"Why is that?" I queried."Well," she started, "they aren't in as much of a hurry as the rest of the country is, that appeals to me very much."Ok, now it was my turn to be.