She seemed pretty strong, but the muscles didn't show. Women were definitely different than men. Sally didn't seem that different from me. Maybe it...happens that as they get older, they change into something else. I ran my hands along Storm's body. She felt like a person, not an alien. Then I touched the center of the bumps on her chest. It was like nothing I had ever felt before. I was like being tickled, but not quite. It was a nice feeling. I played with both of them for a while,. I had forgotten that Bart or Prof were tasked with lobbing a grenade into the boat to eliminate anyone following us. I reached the other two, found their fins and followed them into the deeper water. I put my fins on, my breathing apparatus, then my mask before moving to the other two. I assisted Bart with Prof, securing his mouthpiece and mask, leaving the fins behind. Bullets were piercing the water all around us and I was now worried about a random hit.As I flinched from the bullets. She stared down at the bed in a daze at the huge puddle of girl-goo beneath her, it had soaked her sheets, probably clear down to her mattress pad! As the last tiny shock wave went through her, Buffy imagined it was Xander's recently ejaculated semen between her legs that was soaking the bedding. She pretended that it had run down her legs because the amount of sperm from her lover had been so copious that it would not stay in her tight little cunt without oozing out! His load had been so big,. That, or I subconsciously learned from being with her. In the meantime, the strength of my mental projection increased, along with my psychic defences. However, my ability to persuade others pretty much remained unchanged.In regards to conversational persuasion, I couldn't tell someone to do what I wanted off the top of my head, but given enough preparation, I could nudge someone in the right direction or even induce an itch; it's hard to concentrate once you're scratching incessantly. As for.