When she went, I returned to Kronshtadt. I couldn't stand the Black Sea without her."Admiral Gorshin stared for a long while at the empty bottle of vo...ka on the table. The interview had plainly exhausted him and his hovering orderly suggested, pointedly, that it was time for him to rest."Look at me," he suddenly said, "I'm 88 years old and I'm still being pushed around by the Navy. You're a fucking bully, Yvgeny," he told his orderly."I'm sorry, Great Grandfather, sir," replied the young. "God yes, get everything ready and we'll give them a real show." Six thirty and Kimber pulled in the drive. The house was dark and she slipped inside, and found Brett rigging a harness that would have her feet pulled up to the headboard and her ass elevated by pillows under her hips. Kimber shook her head and glared at Brett, "Jesus babe, are you sure that will work?" Brett glowered at her. "Sure it will, let's get undressed and we can try it out." Clothes were quickly shed and Kimber crawled. I didn’t like the smell in there which she understood so she took out a bottle and sprayed.The smell was good. It did not have any perfume label but I understood it was some kind of perfume. She started undressing. I couldn’t hold my hand back. I started eagerly pressing hard on those boobs.She asked me to slow down a little bit. Now I started sucking them. My cock was rock hard. I wanted to fuck her so I turned her and lifted her saree. She had not worn any underwear.I tried to insert my cock. .. but for a brain... it just might work.” He then went on to mutter about brain cells programmed to organize themselves into a proper brain.The Bernaldi Institute’s “Grow a Brain” project was Richard Mueller’s doctoral thesis. After graduation, he became the lead scientist in charge– under Doctor Bernaldi, of course. It was Richard who argued that the brain would eventually become sentient and named the process a “Living Alternate Technology Organism.” He was also one of a select few who.