”“Anyway, as you can probably imagine, sometimes we do more than sleep. If you’re sharing a pile and two of your neighbors start going at it, it...��s an open invitation to join in. After all, if they wanted privacy, they’d be doing it in their hut and not in the longhouse, right?”“If you say so,” Miller said, attempting to shrug but finding that her boobs were so heavy that he had difficulty moving his shoulders.“That’s the way a lot of Polars have their first experience. There’s no stress about. I could hear her breathing change and her hands grabbed my head.Suddenly, she pushed herself into me and started giving me directions.She was telling me what she wanted and I was more than happy tocooperate.I started to unbutton her tight jeans and she stopped me. "Oh, George."Her breath was ragged. "We're both going to need more alcohol before weclimb that mountain."I hastily made us both another drink and she watched as I downed mine.She grinned as she unbuttoned my shirt. She ran her hand. Soon enough, she had lips. Her creator came to her every day upon waking and stayed late into the night until collapsing in exhaustion. When he touched Galatea, she felt what he felt, but had no context for it. Mostly, she felt the smooth marble of her own skin under his rough, callused hands. Behind it, she felt a gnawing hunger in his belly and a worrisome flickering of his lifeforce as he ate and drank only enough to keep himself going. Some days, he slept at her feet, his devotion not. “Did you tell him about the line?” dad asked mom.“Nope,” she laughed. “We’re hoping to have the phone line installed tomorrow. It’s your own teen line.”“Wow!”“Yeah, you can’t make long distance calls with it, but we figured this would keep our phone line clear, and you have a bit more privacy.”“Wow!”“Well, he seems happy,” dad teased.I hugged both mom and dad, thanking them profusely.“How much does all this cost?”“It’s like 11 dollars a month more, but not being your secretary anymore is well.