" Do you think another experiment is in order?"She sipped again."Just petting?" I think it best to take things one step at a time, if we're going to t...y to unlock specific memories," he said."Do your students fall for that stuff?" she asked."All the time," he said."I'm not as young as them," she pointed out."Yes, but your amnesia makes you almost as callow, don't you think?"She put the glass down."I got new underwear," she said."You mentioned that," he said. "Was it for me?" For both of us, I. The most asked questions being, “Who are you?”, to which she would reply, “I am an artificial life form from the Atlantean Federation. It is my mission to protect and care for the tree, but also to help communities grow and thrive, while avoiding the pitfalls learned from billions of years of evolution.”The other popular questions was, “Where did you come from?”To which she answered, “The tree and I are a gift from the Atlantean Federation. Our colony on the island continent of Colonia has. I felt as if I were drowning in her arms, her body vividly alive against me, and she kissed down my jaw to my neck and sucked at the join with the neck as her hand reached between us and grasped my cock firmly. Her crotch pressed against my thigh as she pushed her right leg between mine, and in turn I slid my right hand around her hip to feel her clothed mount under my fingers. She hissed in pleasure against my neck and stroked my firmly in my slacks as I pressed hard against her and inched. ”“Or you.”“Yeah. I think it’s different for me, but that probably sounds like an excuse. Either way, I don’t really care what people think. The double standard bothers me, but it never bothered Cheryl. She embraced her sluttiness. Until she didn’t. Quite recently actually. Her interest in casual sex ended. She only wants to be with who she loves.”“And that includes Cyn?”“It does actually. We figured that out the day after we got back to New York. So if you had time with Cynthia, she obviously.