If you were unconscious, anyone could poke it to get your helmet off. How did the suit tell? It had an integrated brain, not smart enough to be called...an AI, but smart enough for the AIs to program as needed and to know where all your fingers were and whether you were conscious or not.That led to the next issue; I wasn't willing to put it on, even for a second, until I knew where the air was coming from. Apparently there was a small air regenerator built in to the helmet's saddle. It would. I walked into the kitchen. Throw some water into the coffee pot. Put in a filter and poured some ground coffee beans into the filter and turned on the device. Now before I get done with the shower the house should smell like coffee and wake up her highness. I had been in the shower for maybe six minutes just long enough to shampoo my hair, then condition it, and use some body wash when I heard someone come into the bathroom. Seeing how I had limited choices of who is in the house my logical. " Gino felt a slight give as Lilah took a breath in and drove the plug home, feeling his balls tighten at the sound of her whimper and muffled scream escaped her lips and made its way our around the gag he'd shoved in her mouth. Drool dribbled down her chin in streams and tears were tracking down her cheeks to meet it as she shook her head at the sensation of the plug stretching her tight shit hole. "It's already in, nothing you can do about it little girl. Now that that's taken care of let's. It had been her unconscious, but fervent desire.She opened her eyes and looked at Bobby. He was a handsome young man. He was eight years younger than she was, but the age gap didn’t seem that large at all. He seemed more like he was a sophomore in college, and she was a senior. She couldn’t blame him for his fantasies. She’d had a couple about him, too. Granted, they weren’t anywhere as detailed as his were, but still...In the end, as she waved the wand, thoughts in her mind tumbled around..