But soon people realized thatinformation wasn't the only thing that could be transferred,experiences were just as good. A person didn't need to know ...arate toremember being in and winning a tournament.As the technology became cheaper, the general population used thedevice to transfer experiences and other information from person toperson. An external shop or technician was no longer necessary.The next leap was quite the opposite, people didn't want to gainexperiences, they wanted to forget. She looked up at me. Her eyes were uncertain, fearful, but I saw something else -- longing."You won't tell, will you?"The teenage wife continued to surprise me. She was almost eighteen and married, yet had the innocence of a 10-year-old."No, I won't tell." Promise?" Cross my heart and hope to die." I made the symbolic gesture with my finger over my heart."What do I do?" she said.I began opening my pants when she screeched. "No! Don't take it out!" Why not?" You're not my husband. I shouldn't. Can I just warm up with you? Please?"Hitch was glad the girl wore thick pajamas and that he still wore his jeans and shirt. "Uh ... sure."That was all the permission she needed to scoot back and press her body against his. Hitch lay motionless a moment as the young woman got comfortable. The way she positioned herself, his nose was near the top of her head. He could smell the light fragrance of soap still in her hair, but there was something else there. The warm scent of her youthful flesh. She looked at the line of eager black studs waiting to have their way with her."Please can you promise me no biting this time?" she asked. Andy smiled."No biting," he affirmed. "But my friends will take you in what ever perverted way they wish" he added. There was a short pause."But they will come in your pussy," he said. She looked at Andy incredulously."But they're black!" she stated. The black men all laughed."There's nothing wrong with your eyesight, is there," Andy laughed."But I don't.