It was as though it was inside myhead. I remembered the first time I had experienced the blue glow andtrembled.I'd learnt during my degree that it was...theoretically possible to buildan AI large enough to simulate all the synaptic junctions of the humanbrain. That in the end, we were after all reducible to the level ofmachinery.I'd believed then that it would be insane to even attempt such anenterprise.I looked down at my hands, on which I leant my weight. I noticed thatone of my prettily buffed. I rubbed her highly aroused clitoris gently and got an immediate response, which encouraged me to delve deeper. Tina was pushing her thighs wide open and pressing up her mound onto my hand, so that my fingers found the slippy entrance to her vulva. She was close to climaxing as I slowly eased a couple of upturned fingers into her flooding cunny and pressed them against her sensitive spot. I rolled closer and pressed myself against Tina’s open sex. My stiffness slipped in without any. Not the pure concentration they found earlier in the other bottles, but enough to clearly do the job.Shaking their heads they left the room and eventually headed out of the house.They were sure that it was Jasper Tolliver who died and he wouldn't be requesting any more shipments. Before they left they had quickly turned all the plague benign that they could and then poured out all the bottles on the carpeted ground.Looking around the house upstairs again, they found notes that said that Scott. Perhaps her mind was made up when her reverie was broken by Donalds's question."Who's Kyle?" What?" Who's Kyle? I saw you mouthing the name Kyle."Knowing she had been caught daydreaming, Laura thought fast."No, Honey, not Kyle, TILE. I wanted to talk with you about using tile in the bathroom when we remodel." Didn't know we had discussed remodeling."She smiled, covering nicely."We haven't. At least not yet. That was next on my list." Hmmm," he smiled back. "How high on the list is it?" Not that.