"Uh, yes ma'am. Uh, Mrs.Williamson, I need your insur..." She was startled when Leigh dropped acopy on to her desk."Yes, well, I need to know the fa...her's name for the birthcertificates." The father's name is Leigh Renee Williamson," Leigh stated. The nurselooked up again."That's spelled L. E. E. and R.E.N.E. correct?" No, that's spelled L. E. I. G. H and R.E.N.E.E.! I am the father, andthat's how I spell my name."The nurse looked up again, obviously confused. How could thisattractive. ”“Trust me, you’ll love it!”All my clothes were now on the floor and we collided once again in a fully-naked snog. He bent my knees back and pointed his own thick rod at the gaping mouth of my entrance. He wasn’t even near entering before my ass started contracting excitedly. When he did eventually thrust into me, it was the best feeling in the world! Hormones raced, worries died and ecstasy built all instantaneously. I screamed. I just didn’t care about anything anymore. My parents could catch. Pale white versions of Alia scored best at a setting of 1-2. A deeply tanned model scored an average 3-4 on hymen strength, and the African-American’s purple labia repeatedly received the highest satisfaction level when adjusted to 5-6.Uncle Mack was invited to spend the weekend at the factory to confirm their findings as the only one to have personally deflowered Alia.Uncle Mack sat mesmerised at the breakfast table with the 3 Alia-Synth colour versions, all eager to please him. Alia-1 was a. .. Life was good. I had bed companions every night from then on, James and Eric Sunday through Thursday, and two or three of my lesbian girlfriends on the weekends after swapping bodies with one of them.Having access to a campus of college students to sponge off made it easy to complete my schoolwork, especially when I could control ten of their arms to write the answers in my handwriting. Once I had ironed out the wrinkles in forming those kinds of links, Eric and James appreciated my sharing.