This was the second birthing under his administration. The first one had been a very complacent male who had died in his sleep and found himself in a ...ybrid birthing tank at University. Grateful to be alive (again), he followed his instructions quite readily – not like this unruly female...“But Frank’s dying!” Ivory whimpered anxiously, clinging weakly to the edge of the rejuvenation tank. “You’ve got to save him!’“Let’s get you out, first, sweetie,” Laurie, Samal’s assistant called out. “You. I unzip my pants and take out my cock. I am not wearing any underwear. I know better than to wear underwear around her. I start slowly stroking it and am fully hard in two strokes. She is driving but keeps looking over at my cock. Her eyes are glassy. “Your cock is so hot. I see you shaved today. Keep stroking it for me.” I keep stroking it and notice that the car has stopped. We are in a park under a tree but the park is very secluded and there is nobody else around. She turns slightly to me. She slipped into the passengerseat - and a state of shock when she saw me. Really, Girlfriend; I'mflattered you want to show me how healthy your tonsils are, but you canclose your mouth now."Oh... my... God," she gasped.Always ready with a snappy comeback, I gave her one."What?" Just... drive," she murmured, her mouth drawn into a huge smirk.During our trip into the city, she only broke her silence once."Did you get implants, Sweetie?" she teased. "I thought you were...smaller." Cute," I. ”“Didn’t you have any close girlfriends?”“To the girls I was pretty much an outcast with no close girlfriends. I wanted to go to college while most of them just wanted to be someone’s squaw.”Brenda giggled, and said, “That doesn’t sound too different from the girls in my high school, except they wouldn’t use the word squaw. As for my parents, they divorced when I was about two. My mother had to work two, and sometimes three jobs to support us. He disappeared shortly after the divorce, never.