It's being innocent again. And again. Over and over again." She snuggled lower, pulling me closer to her and hugging my head to her breast, and she st...oked my hair. For a long moment we were both quiet. Then she said wistfully, "We've crossed many lines, you and I. Most of the time, I've led you by the hand. I brought you with me. I was frightened, you were frightened. But you came along anyway. You were always there with me, because there was something in both of us that was alike, that needed. That seat held a lingering feel of high level empowerment, much more than the basic components that were in the others. At least one level of combination, maybe all three.I looked at the group around me. "Time for my take on your situation." I started. "You were attacked several generations ago, probably 5 to 10, about 200 years, by a gatherer from the Coalition of Species that administered the Test".Seeing nods around the table I continued. "The attack was not brought on by the technology you. Main bhot hi tension mein tha ki ekdum se pari ne mere peon ko jor jor se gaaliyan dene ki aawaazein suni or wo bhaagti hui mere pass aayi or boli kya hua tum kyu itne frustrated se lag re ho or jab maine use puri baat batayi to wo ekdum shock reh gyi or dheere se usne rona start kar diya uski baayin aankh se pehli aansoo ki dhaar nikli to maine use chup karane k liye uske kandhe pe haath raka or use chup karwaya or kaha ki hume samajhdaari se kaam lena chahiye.Maine use kaha ki mere paass. I pulled it aside and started rubbing my clit with my middle finger.This gave me so much pleasure that I gave a little moan.I was so absorbed in my own pleasure that I did not notice that the door of the laundry room was open.when I opened my eyes, the man stood in the opening of the door.he smiled while I was ashamed of myself."I could not resist it" he said with my worn panties in his hand.I did not know what to say, and when I wanted to leave, he took my hand and said "you should not be.