If I wasn't going to get any sex I could at least think about my lasted project. One of my beloved fungi was showing promise in the area of anti-depre...sants, making the patient mellow and calm, it still had a few side effects to iron out. Still a long way off clinical trials of course, years if we can't sort out a few bugs. One of the worse was it makes the patient disorganized and so mildly open to suggestion, not a lot but too much for the powers that be.It was like a light bulb going off in. Opening wider and grasping my head as I worked between her thighs, tasting her femininity over her silken panties as she prompted me to smother her curved buttocks with my hands simultaneously. I was completely in a wonderful magical world of my own . I just never wanted that first intimate moment to stop as I slipped behind the seam of her panties and discovered the delightful mound of her quinny, teasing my tongue around and around that gorgeous soft and velvet- like orifice. If ever I wanted. I cannot imagine anyone disagreeing. You do not seem to be afraid of me. I am glad. Do you know who I am?” I asked nervously. She nodded. “My name is Ted,” I told her again. “I don’t remember you, but it seems that I have always known you. You look young, but you appear to have always existed.” “My name is Ted,” I told her the third time. “Will you tell me what your name is?” She shook her head. “Have you been waiting here very long?” She nodded. “Has. I'm ... well, it's just easier if you come with me over to the mirror, and look at us, Melissa."Melissa remained distrustful, and more than a bit frightened. Her instinct was to combat that fear with bluster, and battling it was not easy. Still, she tried."Help me up?" she asked, only a tiny bit truculent.Still smiling, the girl moved forward and extended her hand; Melissa grabbed it and worked herself upright. She was so badly out of sorts and bewildered. So embarrassed to be topless in front.