Wake up.It's time for your medicine, Bryan. Wake up."I was in a padded cell on the floor, curled into the fetal position. Drool and spittle were comin... out of my mouth. I sat up and looked toward the double paned shatter proof glass and saw her.Her jacket looked long and seemed to reach her knees. I calmly waited for them to open the door."We're moving you to another home, Bryan. You've recovered enough and will be leaving us."She gave me something to drink, water I think, and we walked down a. Inflicting additional unnecessary pain doesn't seem warranted."The rest reluctantly agreed. The guardianship issue was now well covered with the document that Jim Beatty had drafted. Brian, pointing out to the others that the AI couldn't lie and was poor at being diplomatic, instructed the AI not to reveal the information except in answer to a direct question. The AI acknowledged."Heather!" exclaimed Amy as she answered the door. "Come on in. Make yourselves at home." After a hug of greeting,. She had a slight, girlish build: long, coltish legs that seemed mismatched to an ass that screamed out to be manhandled and a chest that was still filling out. She had that girl next door quality, with her t-shirt and jeans, relaxed attitude, and that smile: it had a way of disarming you, and yet it wasn't the most perfect smile. Maybe it was just the way it fit her personality, her smile seemed to hide in plain sight, just like her. A few weeks went by, and I knew I had to do something to. Then she felt Christie's hand on her shoulder gently guiding her down to her knees. Peggy went willingly. First, to get a closer look at the new thing. Second, to obey her lover.She licked it. Christie felt it. She sucked the head into her mouth. Behind the mask Christie's eyes rolled back. So, this is what it really felt like to get a blowjob. When Peggy pulled it out of her mouth she stroked it again. Christie tightened her muscles and pumped it forward in response. Putting it back in her.