Louise came home about 10pm to find her uncle doing research on the Geological survey map site. She knew his research was useless, but she said nothin.... Her research gave up the clues to make the project even possible. Their premise was based on her science and his investigative work. Sure Uncle Miles could research and even do test holes all over the mountains, but her scientific approach was the only one that would prove of any value in the end. ‘So tell me where you went,’ Louie demanded.. There were hinges and other mechanical accouterment. She simply lacked the vocabulary to describe it, and he never explained the workings of the machine. It was unclear to her whether he intended to imbue into the machine a personality by preserving the mystery, but for her own part, she was torn: she knew that the machine was autonomous - all her Master did was place her in it and start it - that gave it a sort of life of its own for her, but it had no mercy, no feelings. It did what it did. Her shorts were still unzipped, but buttoned at the waist, and as she. crouched peering at them, the fly gaped, exposing the soft, dark hair of her cunt. She had never worn panties with her shorts. Ginger giggled shyly, trying to pull the tight crotch of her shorts to one side, but found it impossible. "I can't get my shorts out of the way," she giggled. “Then unzip them," Toby urged, his voice-going from high to low."You'd like that, wouldn't you?" Ginger said, her eyes flashing. "Then you'd. And apparently there isnt much they can do about it except to relieve the pressure. What do you mean relieve the pressure? I asked. What will happen if they dont relieve the pressure? Will they explode or something? Tina burst out laughing again and fell back onto her bed. I felt so stupid. Here it is I was trying to find out some things and my best friend in the whole world was laughing at me. I leaned over on to my left hip and looked down at her. This was embarrassing. Oh no, she finally.