" Prototype Ten, sir." The aide said quietly. "Actually, there was a man and a woman and they called themselves 'Prototype Nine' and 'Prototype Ten.' ...t was rumored that they were the products of a secret US experiment that got out of hand." Yes, yes! Prototype Ten! Whatever happened to them?" Caprio asked impatiently. "I could use the help of a pair like that about now!" No one seems to know what happened to them, and that program, if it existed, is one of the ones the US exempted from. You? I ask, questioningly. Where are we? What are we doing here? Can you unti&hellip, Silence! you bark, and I and startled into obedience. Good&hellip, there will be a time for questions later. For now&hellip, well just have a little fun you say, and I can hear the smirk in your voice. Fun? What kind of ffff&hellip,. Fun? You start stroking your finger up and down my stomach. The strokes start of small, but each time you go lower and lower. You also start to trace your finger around my. Eyes closed, one hand lightly resting on my chest one on my stomach, the book I had been reading lying open on the table. The world was perfect. I was relaxed, fulfilled and warm. Then I felt a hand run up the outside of my leg. Open my eyes and there she was shining in the sun. My heart began to quicken and breath ran short, I knew what she had come for. Assertively without waiting for me to speak, she kissed me sharp and sudden, rough and hotter than the sun on my face. I had. Iswallowed, and swallowed again. My lips were touchinghis belly, no pubic hair at all, just a boy having theorgasm of his life.He did take a little while to recover from the secondclimax, but I spent the time showing him how girls makethemselves come, and enjoyed the look on his face as hewatched me get off. I came very hard, in spasmsintensified by his wide-eyed interest.After that, we followed up the hors douvres with themain course. After two orgasms for him and one massiveone for me, we.