Adams had already gotten a contract drawn up by the hospital legal staff and it took another hour to go through that while Betty leaned over his shoul...er, asking questions and suggesting that they wait and talk it over with the family. By then, though, Bob wanted something on paper. His memories convinced him that the American courts were his best defense against abuse, either private or Governmental.It didn't occur to him that they weren't the same courts he remembered, either.The first thing. In fact he tried to hidehis intelligence sensing that it embarrassed the staff.When my pals were about I kept away from Dibs. He preferred to avoid their schoolgirl prattlings and would onlycome out of his shell with me, in fact I never saw him talk to anyone else the whole six years of secondary school.I don't really know how we became friends, I toldsome k**s off for calling him names, and as we were walking home the same direction we spoke a bit. Really he justsaid that he didn't need. I shrugged my shoulders and let it fall down my arms to my lap. My breasts hung lower than I'd want but that was because they were so dense; they still maintained a very attractive shape. My nipples pointing outward just a bit. With the natural increase in mass, my areoles had also gotten larger and now were attractively a few shades darker than the surrounding skin. I stole a look at his crotch and saw that he had a noticeable erection. I looked at him; he was still staring at my bare chest. I. For you, I'd probably take a different approach. It'd be a shame to damage your beautiful mind..." Pleeeeease! No more." Does that mean you're ready for the consent video?"Breathing. Sniffling."Seriously, get yourself together. You can't do believable consent if you look like you've been crying." I want to know where it goes from here." What?" You told me a few minutes ago that I wasn't asking the 'big questions'." Why would you trust me? I'm probably just screwing with you. I enjoy that kind.