It was mildly alarming, but I decided it was alright. Its was perfectly acceptable to like him and even consider him as a friend in a way. Later, whe... I was masturbating and realized it was his cock I was imagining fucking me, I knew it was more than that. I did not know what to do, I had to stop thinking this way. Alan had done nothing to encourage such notions and I reminded myself I had to remain professional. I was allowing my loneliness to influence me. As it turned out, Alan did not make. Too bad I broke up with my boyfriend.” “I was thinking about that,” said Ben. “I didn’t suggest this before, because I didn’t want you to think I had ulterior motives. But how about if I try this out? It would be excellent research and would help in confirming the machine’s finding, and in refining the software.”Nichole paused. She liked Ben a lot – maybe even loved him in a brotherly way – but she’d drawn the line on the relationship becoming physical. Would sex – even for noble “research”. She occasionally has a boyfriend change. She is a few years older than me. She is a bit up to date kind of girl with all the new fashions. Jennifer is the youngest of the family. She is totally the opposite of Rachael. She is shy, not so hippy and pretty simple. She has a thin body with not much breast but just enough and not much attractive.When I think of where did Rachael get her good looks, the one name that comes into my mind is of my mother. Now I know she is older but she works out a. So tightly tied... unable to move... exposed... blindfolded... helpless. He begins to play with my pussy. His fingers massaging, probing, rubbing... soon I begin to moan. I can hardly stand it as he increases in intensity. I squirm helplessly tied in the chair. He begins to squeeze my breasts. My breathing deepens and I feel the ropes that bind me to the chair. He is twisting and squeezing my nipples. "Ouch," I hear myself saying. "What's this? You're speaking without permission?" he says..