Time to bring her down a little so I informed her that it was quite good, that her training had obviously been very effective but her technique requir...d some improvement and that this was something we would work on in the future, something she seemed quite happy about.I decided it was time for some careful thinking, both for her and me, so I sat up in my chair and told her, “You are going to go home and think carefully about what you’ve told me, what we have done so far and how you want to. We never know if we'll meet again when wepart..."The lady mage smiled and nodded empathically, increasingly seeing thisas by far the best solution to this predicament. Alden grabbed her handand led her down the stairs into the ground floor of the stone building,then out through the main door. The moons had risen and cast a beautifulsilvery light over the varied rooftops and steeples of Stormwind, and asalty breeze wafted in from the harbor. Aienna followed Aiden across thegrass-covered training. "Hey good looking" someone said, and she turned around, incredibly embarrassed, seeing some guy in his late teens or early twenties. Where just an hour before, she would have thought of him as a kid, now he looked a little mature. She gasped, feeling her body responding to his presence. Before she realized it, she was in a tight embrace with him, with him struggling with his pants. "What am I doing?" She asked herself shocked, but not really caring too much, wanting more of that pleasure. She'd. And yet...He closed his eyes, running a diagnostic on his implants. Everythingseemed fine, but...M-IdAS was gone! Darren shook his head. "That'simpossible," he repeated. Programs don't just delete themselves, notunless they're--He checked again. M-IdAS wasn't gone, it had transferred itself into hisprimary wetware implant! "Technosapien," he whispered in alarm.He ran to his terminal.::ONE (1) PRIORITY message waiting for user 'Cortex'::He opened the message, and his jaw dropped in shock. It was.