Man, I was a cum loving bitch back then, but I loved it, as was to plainly obvious by watching me cum multiple times on the DVD. IN one scene, which I...had almost forgotten about, I was lying across a guys lap getting my ass spanked hard. You could hear the slap, slap, slap of his hand on my poor bottom. My ass was bright red and I was kicking and fighting, but you could also tell, when the camera zoomed in, that my pussy was soaking wet. He finished spanking me, stood me up, bent me back over. "Read that," she ordered.There was a small indistinct photograph of a woman playing with herself. Annette gasped but did as she was told. She discovered that masturbation was natural and practised by the vast majority of women. She read through the techniques but became confused."I don't understand what they're talking about," she confessed. "All the bits," she added blushing."Would you like me to show you?" asked Louise gently.Annette blanched."I won't touch you," said Louise gently. "Just. I didn’t say anything right away, trying to digest just what Gabriel had proposed. My thinking wasn’t interrupted as they waited for my response. ‘I like parts of it, for sure. I agree, it’s probably too late to catch up on our … your … own. The question is, how divorced from the distributorship is the service division? Are we … you … going to have problems with the manufacturers when we service competitors’ equipment?’ I was having trouble not thinking of myself as part of this company, and I. Besides, it would be pointless." Why pointless?" Put yourself in their position," he said. "Suppose technologically superior beings threatened all of humanity and you thought only one particular action would save our species. Would you believe them if they then recanted, trusting humankind's survival to their saying, in effect, 'we did not really mean it?' Or would you fear it was perhaps some trick, some effort to dissuade us from taking the one action we think might save us, and take that.