I walked past my father, who had the biggest scowl on his face I could remember since the time I ran away from home at the age of four to avoid going ...o my aunt's house on Christmas morning. When I reached the podium I slipped my memory chip into their computer system and began my presentation.Joe's presentation:"From what we know of the Vermin, their physical makeup resembles that of a cross between an Asian beetle and a mosquito, only infinitely larger in size. The Consensus has been. I was rewarded with the sight of her dark nipple swelling slightly but visibly. I let a single fingertip circle languidly just under the nipple, not touching it, until my finger felt dry. Then I removed my hand and got the lotion bottle, seeing Martha beside me give me a furtive smirk. I wet the fingertips of one hand and held the hand over Ronnie's swollen tit and let the fingertips settle onto the breast, the standing fingers forming a wide circle around the darkly tipped swell, but not. I saw as she gawked down at it, a broad smile beaming from her face. Softly, she brushed her cool fingers along the length of my shaft and back down. All the while, I leered at her cleavage that hung out towards me, inviting me to be entertained. I rest my hand on low on her belly, with the lower two fingers slipped under her tank top. I switch back to her face, seemingly absorbed to what rested at your fingers. She was actually quite beautiful…her subtle dimples, slightly more engraved in her. There are so many mixed emotions. I am amazed I have been able to marshal the data, carry out the statistical tests and answer the questions I set myself when I started. For a moment I think about how the whole project began, in an untidy office with Professor Dawney talking about some observational field work she wanted me to carry out. It is a life-time ago. Trying to remember begins to make me feel sick: it was so long ago and so far away! I have a sensation which is almost like vertigo.Over.