.Myra Whitehead was my first candidate. She was thirty-one and had three kids -- two boys and a girl -- by two different men. She'd arrived at Family ...ay again single, however -- and had been for some time...The reasons for that were fairly obvious; the AI said she weighed three hundred forty-five pounds and diabetes and hypertension (both cured at her intake at Medical) had been robbing her of vitality. She still ruled her brood with an iron fist; during the interview, she erupted, "Robbie!. Trying to see if I could be friended with her by anychance. After all I was already 31 years old at that time. Wouldn’t want to passed on such a hottie now, would we?I didn’t get any reply at first. I waited for a couple days to see if she would reply me. But no luck, I didn’t get any reply when I logged in into my account. I tried again, sent her another message, telling her I would like to be her friend. Someone to have a nice talk. And this time, I got my reply right away. Telling me she. But if I were reading about this without having lived it, I would say the person writing it was ready for the loony bin. And that any pictures of any of it were fake or photoshopped.Maybe the hardest part would be explaining how we had aged overnight. Anyone care to spend the next ten years locked up in a spook lab while they try to figure it out? We are screwed anyway we look at it. We can bring people out here to see it, but we can’t explain any of it without looking crazy.”It took a few. We are walking though the long grass when suddenly it starts to rain hard. We quickly run to a near by tree to get some shelter from leave. But it’s too late as we are both soaking wet. We wrap our arms around each other so we can get warm and hope that the rain slows down a bit. I can feel your hand nipples pressing though my wet t-shirt on to my chest. My hands are rubbing your back trying to get you warm. Your hands are doing the same but they are starting to turn me on at the same time..