Abha moaned as I squeezed and massaged her breasts with my experienced fingers. She felt me take the nipples between my fingers and squeeze firmly. Th...n I pulled them up, lifting her heavy orbs. A little whimper escaped her lips and she moved her chest upward, following my fingers. Her nipples were always very sensitive and had a direct line to her groin. She squeezed her legs together as little shock waves rushed down her body. After a few minutes, I got up and removed my shirt. She watched as. “No, I didn't really say it that loud on purpose. I don’t know why. But apparently I have a habit of talking to myself,” I spilled. Good, that’s it, just keep rambling like you do every time you get nervous.'I think everyone does it actually,' I thought to myself.“I think everyone does it, and if they say they don’t, they’re a liar,” he said.Did he just read my mind?I was stunned, but managed to smile. “Yea, exactly.”He shook my hand as he laughed, showing his perfect straight and white teeth.. I'd seen an ad for one of those bioroid brothel places, one had just opened up not all that far away. They were becoming more widespread these days, used to be you could only find them in the major cities. Well, what the hell, it was the last option left to me. I pulled up their net page to see what kind of things guys were into on the artificial flesh front.Of course I see bioroids around every day, I know what the general options are. The brothel had mostly those, animal girls with furry. I've never done sports, I've always found them boring.Now let me return to my story =]I've just finished my first year of college and I'm home for summer break. Due to a few mis-filings of papers, I never got a roommate in my dorm. So I got used to having my lock feature on my laptop off. After a few nights of being back home, I'm crashed on the couch downstairs and trying to sleep. I managed to doze off but awoke to someone coming down the stairs. I squinted my eyes and saw my mom coming, she.