Her hand touched my cleft, unsurely, and then moved away.I pushed myself down the bed until my face was level with her breasts, and touched the tip of...one nipple with my tongue. She shivered. “Oh. That feels...oh.”I took the nipple in my mouth, gently sucking, and pushed her breasts together so I could move my mouth from one nipple to the other and back again. Her hands were on the back of my head, rhythmically pushing my mouth on to her breasts. I could feel her chest rise and fall with the. Susan was getting hotter and hotter. It turned her on to lick the boy's strong legs. Just above her head was Pete's big hard cock. She wanted to put his beautiful stiff cock in her mouth and suck on it. She wished that Stewart would let go of her hair so she could put Pete's fat prick in her mouth. She knew it would taste so good."Oh, please, Stewart, let me suck on that big beautiful cock!" Susan moaned. "I want to have that cock in my mouth and I want to suck on it!"There was no use trying to. Both laughed as they made their way through the street market towards the tacky neon signs of the bars and clubs that lined the notorious street that made up Patpong.Steve had been right in his description of the place to Abi. Patpong was Bangkok’s most infamous red-right ‘tourist’ area – and it certainly was both seedy but intoxicating. The humidity hanging in the air was scented with a combination of fumes from the motorised tuctucs, the spicy dimsums seemingly being sold by every other. It had to be that. I was encoding them. I was affecting them as if adding code to their profiles. Only the code I added couldn't be deleted in the program. Just like the code Renée and I were apparently born with, it was not removable. It was too much. All the concern with how I affected them and that little bit of extra knowledge was too much.Fortunately for my sanity, a knock at the door kept me from thinking any more on that last. My radio was playing a CD of Erin's that I found with a mix.