.." It was your theoretical leap that showed me how to do it. Your intuitive understanding of the core of chatterbox is much greater than mine... Of c...urse, whether we'll ever have the nerve to do any of this... well, it's still an open question, isn't it?" Yeah. What's the first law of robotics Laura, from Asimov's I Robot?" That a robot will do nothing to harm a human, or through inaction, allow a human to come to harm." And what's the first law for a chatterbox resonance to follow?" Nothing. He noticed a certain tension among them as he greeted Sean with a handshake and Susan with a kiss. Susan was smoking a cigarette, taking long drags of smoke. “Sorry I’m late,” Garry declared, “Got caught behind a herd of cows on the back roads” he added. “Not a bother,” Sean responded. “Your wife has been keeping me in craic.” Susan got up and poured Garry a coffee and Garry noticed the damp patch on the back of her trousers and on the seat she had just risen from. “Glad to hear that,” said. Isn't it?” Being cornered, Jessica stood up and tried to escape her distressing situation: “I should have known better than to ask you for lunch.” “Okay, this is not how I hoped our meeting would turn. Look, Jess, It's been ages and we've never talked about the incident, and it's about time we did,” said Michael backing off before pausing and then continue speaking once his old friend had sat down again, “I know we shouldn't have done this, but it's helped me a lot, you know. I would've never. I took my time and used my tongue to make her squirm harder as she strained with her bonds. Then I really made her move as I took the feather tip to her paper clip captured clit. Blood engorged by the effect of the clip, her clit was twice as sensitive as it would be. I glanced at Red as she poked and proded Maples breasts and nipples, varying the areas so Maple would not know what spot would be touched next. "Should we let her have some release?" I asked as I noticed Maple's pussy getting.