He opened his eye's wearily, only for the robot handsto grab at the skin near the bottom of his eyes and pull down. The sameshapr instrument - eyeline... pencil - rubbed at the pink line at hisbottom lid. Falselashes were pulled out and placed against his real ones,before a spikey wand rubbed up agains them. His lashes felt heavy, and hecouldn't see that far with them flapping in front of his eyes."Don't you look so pretty, Little Bird? Oh, but there's one more thing!"Harley stepped out herself,. There, he stayed until graduation. During his time there, he took courses that weren’t necessarily applicable to his major, but handy all the same. Criminology, and psychology. He even took a home course on private investigation. That was a joke, if ever there were a joke of home correspondence courses, but in college he was idealistic, and he learned what he could from it, even if it wasn’t for credit. He excelled in anything journalism, or related, but was at best, average in every other. Sorry Suzy, I know what you said but you're so lovely, so sexy. Couldn't help it. Really. Just couldn't help it!”Then Dave and the other lad, who had either not brought himself off yet, or had not yet cum in his pants, both followed suit, getting their willies out and wanking off – just like that! Bloody hell – they were so overcome with lust they didn't care who saw them, or what effect it might have on the furniture! They just spurted out. I was fascinated to see how engorged they were and. I’m not angry or upset with you. If I were, we wouldn’t be sharing a bed.”I was silent for a couple of minutes, because I wasn’t sure of my own thoughts on the matter.Eventually I asked, “Are you sure we should?”“Yes,” she answered immediately. “Whatever happens, we need the closeness. Whatever we are to each other when you board that plane to Chicago, this is as right as that first night in December when you visited for the Nobel festivities. Don’t second-guess. It’ll make it harder on us..