Jenny paused a moment, her half-closed eyes looking at Sula, “Uhh ... uhh ... uhh ... uhh!” She gasped.Her body writhed from her climax, and Sula ...ept steady pressure on her clit. Jenny kissed Scott hard and then Sula.“Will you both pleasure me tonight?” Sula asked.“Yes, we will my love,” Jenny smiled, cupping her soft-skinned face.Jenny wasn’t finished and increased her pace on Scott. “I love fucking our husband,” she offered. “Come on Scott, you know what I want.”“No, you can’t have it yet!”. The Ychromosome had to go.The trouble was that cloning was not an option. Humanityneeded to be capable of reproduction without the Y, andtherefore, without males. Somehow, the male reproductivecapacity had to be introduced into the X chromosome, andevery Y chromosome on the planet changed to an X. A viruswould not be sufficient to create such massive changes. Infact, three separate viruses would be required.Furthermore, each virus would also need to reproduce itselfand do so in a way that. Looking up, the Doctor saw a second, larger puddle about four feet away, splattered in the direction of the door. He moved over to that one, careful to avoid the smaller puddle, and took a closer look. The larger splatter had a hair floating in it- small, curly, and vibrantly ginger. It appeared to be a pubic hair. The Doctor didn't know what was going on, but he knew it was a strange, unsavory smell, and he should not touch it until he had some proper equipment...is what the tiny nagging voice. I began to heat up as he saw me on the second floor and stopped below my balcony to chat. He would refer to me as "My American friend" as he talked about how much he enjoyed dancing with me. His conversation was bold as he described how he enjoyed our dance floor interlude. He asked about the guy I was with and I told him he had passed out in bed. He invited me to join him for a late night walk.I walked back into room and heard the sound of snoring. I quickly donned my shirt and pants I had.