What time do you want me here?’ I could not punish her for the indiscretion now. ‘Oh thank you Jessica, any time after six will do Mr. Smith won�...t be here until Seven. Now how about the guided tour.’ I showed her my kinky domain. Starting with the rope machine room. The air had the tang of chemicals similar to those in a fabric shop. The machines were quiet, the machine had switched itself off after completing the weaving run some time during the night. The new rope looked good, though I would. I was sure she saw my bulge in the shorts as I went near her.I escorted her to her room and asked her if she needed some leg massage as that was the most easiest way to move between her legs. To my surprise she agreed as she was in acute pain, so i asked if she had some ointment and applied near her ankle she was moaning and that was arousing my metal hard and long. I started going a bit above on her leg as even i was turning into an animal but wanted to be sure that she allowed me to, so i had. The coveted Space Cadet Badge. It wasn't for building a spaceship, it was because of his fuges. At least that is what Hardcase claimed. Noone argued with her."What are we doing?" angsted Hardcase. "We have these awesome powers, and we are just sitting here in our secret fortress, munching on chips and drinking virgin mai-tai's!" she continued, ignoring the fact that she was the only one drinking a virgin mai-tai. "We need a plan!"Axorie agreed. "We have a secret fortress, we have a anti-gravity. It can change itself until it contours to perfectly fit Jeff's head or shoulder, and it can slowly move around on his body. If it isn't alive, there is an artificial intelligence in there that is so far beyond any computers, or computer programs, that I have ever heard of, that there just isn't any comparison."Doctor Boswell suddenly sat up straight. "Oh, my," she mysteriously said. Quickly getting up, she took a cup from the rack, filled the cup with coffee, and had just set it on the table.