I brought to his attention ways he held his head and neck when he attempted to project his voice. I showed him with mirrors and told him he needed to ...id himself of these compressive movements. However, I believe that having someone make the corrections for the subject is most likely more effective. By electing to reeducate himself, Monsieur Alexander most likely requires substantially more time than if he received assistance. You see, the only time he can properly observe his body is while. This is ... a lot to take in.” She paused and blinked a little before starting again with a rueful shake of her head. “Okay. You’re a lot more dialed-in to the mechanics of sex than I thought. There’s a few things that I want to make you aware of though. First is that a lot of those poses are extremely exaggerated, probably for the sake of the camera so they could get a better visual. Most sex doesn’t require quite the level of gymnastic achievement that they show in there. In fact, I can’t. "He said it had something to do with the second disk. What did you find?"Lex turned the screen so everyone could see it, and pulled up the information that was on the disc. Technical readouts and diagrams flowed across the screen." What is this that we're looking at?" Goliath asked."It's a diagram of a special computer chip, with a neural interphase." Lex noticed the puzzled look on Goliath's face, and began to explain while hitting the re-dial button again. "It's a machine that is designed to. I nod and drink my coffee, not agreeing but just letting her get all her crazy emotions out until eventually, she can see reason again. I know once she has reached the sweet spot between bitching and acceptance, I can make my moves.She takes a large swallow of coffee, forcing herself to calm down and take a break from her exhaustive speech. I move next to her on the couch so that our knees touch and I place my hand on her thigh. There, there you precious stupid girl. She leans onto my shoulder.