“What are you looking at? These shorts? They are too tight aren’t they? They are uncomfortable actually. Can I undo them?” She unclipped the but...on at the front and unzipped them to reveal her white panties with flowers on them. She knew precisely the effect that would have on me.“Terri, can I ask you something?”“‘Course”“Well; thing is; I ... before the lock was fixed. I saw you in the altogether -”“I knew it was you; all I saw was the door closing again. It was you. I guessed. If it had been. "A little later, I asked, "Can I ask you something?" Anything Sara dear," she replied."What happens in a few weeks when you let me age some more? How will you explain that to Dan?" Well, if Dan and I get serious, maybe I won't ever let you age," she laughed. "Just kidding, dear. I'll come up with something, like . . . having to move due a job transfer. But, we'll see what happens between now and then. In the meantime, don't spoil my fun if you want to have fun in sexy lingerie later." OK dear,". I'll just call you HAL. When I'm with my family how do I contact you if I need to?" My sensors, which include mental sensors, will always monitor you, unless you request I not monitor for a specific period of time. All you have to do is think your question and we can converse just like we did when I first contacted you. " Right now, why don't you rest a bit? You are somewhat tired from your exertions and stressed from the injury to your child. Lean back in the chair and I will soothe you. I. Byron was already reaching for Rachel Babylons small breasts. Cupping them in his hands. Catching her nipples. Squeezing them so they got all big and red. His fingers moved down over her belly/ slipping briefly between her thighs into the wetness then tracing a trail over her leg to her hip so that the goosebumps rose up over her skin. Rachel slid Byrons thing inside herself and for a few seconds she savoured its solidity. Tightening herself around it. She dropped forward onto her hands and.