I looked down and sheepishly said, “Yes.”She then asked me to get up and stand by the bed. She then moved to the bed and laid down so her legs wer... dangling off the edge and then parted her legs and reached down and parted her lips with her fingers. “You like?” she asked.“Yes,” I said to her.“You wanna touch it?” she said.I looked down at her pussy as she rubbed her fingers along her now glistening wet pussy and said, “fuck ya.”“Touch it then,” she said to me.Not knowing exactly want to do, I. Our ancestors rode the wind on gossamer strands of silk. I survey the ship about me thru the ancient organic processors that have protected and guided us down the millenia. Yes, Ages. A flash of calculation fills my mind like a lightning bolt. We have truly been "lucky". Many, many millions to one against.The processors continue the activation. New scents enfold the latest selected commander. Blocks of information swell into its mind. Conceptual frameworks click into place. "Human" falls. Yet one of their number was missing. Already one girl from the new intake had broken a school rule – a trifling matter, but the school had zero tolerance. The girls would learn to obey. The poor girl had been caught eating sweets after lights out just a week into the new term. She had suffered the agony of waiting three whole weeks to discover how severe her punishment would be. She tried to convince herself that the school would be merciful for a first offence.After the girls were seated in. Yeah, I may be bisexual now, but then when you think about it, who isn’t? Skin is skin, a tongue is a tongue, right? Like John said, close your eyes and what’s the difference? And folks, even when we were right in the middle of it, she said she wished I was a guy.” James spoke up next. “You guys have been so wonderful to me. I’m glad and proud to be part of your group – what do you have planned for tonight?” The Queen took the floor. “Since Terri is making a major change on Monday, we.