Anjali errection ka matlab achchhi tarah samajhti thi ki wo apna lund khada na ho sakne ke barey mein kah raha hai. Par ye to jhooth tha, wo khud mahs...os kar chuki thi. Par wo kah kya sakti thi? So chup rahi.shamsher: kya hua? Maine to pahle hi kaha tha ki batana layak nahi hai.anjali: (sharmate huye) mujhe nahi pata, mujhe neend aa rahi hai, kya main aapki god mein sur rakhkar so jao.shamsher: haan haan kyun nahi. Aur usne anjali ko apni god mein lita liya.anjali ne wahi kiya, apne haath ko. Already hard, he quickly got bigger and harder, but after a moment he reached down, took hold of my wrist - grabbing it harder and jerking it away more abruptly than necessary. A clumsy hand-job wasn't what he wanted.His face, easily visible in the moonlight, scowled at the ceiling, his lips moving but no words coming out. Meanwhile, his shaft throbbed and grew ever larger under it's own power.He still didn't understand. Then again, I didn't understand my own feelings, the wanting and not. I don’t know how long I dozed but it felt like a short while later when I awoke with a start from a dull but vivid dream. My head was spinning as was the room. I was still alone in bed but thanks to my dream was totally convinced that I had lost my handbag. I sat bolt upright then looked around the room. It was nowhere to be seen.Of course! I had given it to Will to get the key when he had opened the room’s door. He must have put my bag down in the corridor when he and Monica helped me take off. I searched up Hunter Thompson, New York City, New York, United States, age 16-20. I found myself. The computer said, set as main user? I clicked yes.It sprang to life. It said "Hello, Hunter. How may I be of service?" I asked it to go over AI settings, and I selected the likeness of my celebrity crush. I asked the abilities of the program, and she said "MasterPC can alter the minds and bodies of others. It is made to serve the whims of who ever is in possession of the program. There is only one.