I am brushing more now since I usually smell like pussy, piss, cum or cock.After my shower, I went back to dress and pack up some clothes to take when...I go with Mistress for the rest of the week. I made sure I had some normal clothes, my slut clothes, my dated panties and bras. I also packed my trench coat, thinking of how I had to wear it in the mall the last time. Well, at least wore it for a little while. I think I had it off more than on.I thought back to when I started school here,. It was just a series of ones and zeroes, endlessly repeating, laying out blocks of knowing and thinking and feeling ... but it was also something else. Something sicker and twisted. A part of Rec talked to another – and that other responded with inane gibberish. The altitude agrav generators were trying to sing in purple, while the ionic thruster was screaming its head off about codecs and DRMs.The whole thing was a pile of madness and nonsense.-buggy code, lack of firmware updates, planned. ” “Ha ha, well honestly, that's the only other time in my life that I've had more than one drink.” “At your age I wouldn't make a habit out of it but I think everyone needs to let loose and forget everything every once in a while. Forget about the routine and monotony that kills our soul. Everyone needs an excuse to act ridiculous now and then.” Now standing on David's front porch, she looked David in his eyes and placed her arms around David's neck, with a dreamy glance she pulled his head. Beth continued, “I really prefer to do my exercises naked with swords, but sword play scares the neighbours despite the federal permit I have to own the Katana swords. As long there’s no touching you can watch.”I nodded; she stripped and started her exercises. During the next hour Beth was a “Heavy Metal Magazine” wet dream come true. I remained hard most of the time. I was surprised at how quick my attention left her face, ass, breasts and closely trimmed blonde pussy; focusing on arm and leg.