"Each of these ... um..." Electrodes..." Yes, thank you! Well! Each of these electrodes stimulates a portion of the brain that controls various mental...and bodily ... uh, bodily things..." Functions. Responses," Flutesnoot said."Functions and responses, yes. And ... well, I've linked them to my computer though a plug-in antenna — there are no wires — and, uh ... the idea is, that ... well ... a person puts the helmet on, and, uh, the things..." E-lec-trodes!" Electrodes, yes ... send gentle. That it was tequila she had bought, which used to always make her wild, was not lost on me as I gladly poured and stirred. In the meantime, she started removing a tripod and video camera from the bag she had brought in. My heart jumped, this had not happened in many years. I resisted the urge to ask questions, and simply followed her lead in helping to set up the equipment in one corner of the room, overlooking the king size bed. Once that was complete, and we had started our second drink, she. Lsa was that kind of friend that i really didn't want to cross the line at all. She was a teacher at the Liverpool University but a portuguese girl. She was on her 40's in 2004 and she knew since the first day we met i had always been les. She was single and straight. We never ever talked a lot about sex. I was quite afraid of lose control and then lose a friend. Everytime we talked...and we talked for hours, i had to focus on not talking about women love. And i quite succeeded. I had not had anyone else touch me since my wife died, and I was super horny. I stopped her before I came in her mouth, and gently pulled her up to me. I gently rolled us over, and whispered in her ear to tell me how she wanted me to pop her cherry. To which she replied for me to take her missionary style as she wanted to see my face while we made love. I warned her that the first time would hurt a little, and she said that she knew this, and had been preparing herself for me. I slowly kissed.