”“Just keep me as far away from those infernal machines as possible!” I grinned.“You know if I get my degree in computers, we’ll probably ha...e one in the house. I already have one in my room.”“Talk about a leap!” I chuckled. “You just assumed we’re getting married!”Katy was silent for a few seconds, then laughed, “I guess I did! But you know what I meant.”“I did. But I have zero interest in those machines. It was fun to play chess against the computer a few times, but I’d much rather play. No nudity (26% of images) = no strokes." Then you'd have something to root for as each new image comes up. "Come on, pussy! Come onnn!!!" And then, as an image shows up where a woman covers her privates, you'd yell, "Oh, come on! You teasing bitch!" :-) But, until such software and hardware has been invented, you'll have to do it yourself. Figure out how to split your images into two or three types, set up your own set of rules and don't cheat! ------------------------------------- . ” “Thanks, Cynth you’re a true friend.” Alita thank her friend but her mind was now busy contemplating about her plans for that afternoon.As they finished breakfast, Cynthia went home and then Alita went straight to the bathroom to take a shower. While taking her shower she grew excited at the prospect of seducing the young boy. As she imagined her plans for that afternoon, instinctively her hands gently cupping her soft breasts kneading them until her nipples stood out like small pebbles, then. Beneath that facade dwelt on of the most cruelly cold-blooded killers in the employ of the CIA. He would think no more of shooting through an innocent bystander to complete a hit than brush a speck of dust from his clothes. ‘Stupid bitch, she has had someone keeping tabs on our friends and it seems that she has gone off with some stud for a dirty week of sex and things and can’t be contacted.’ ‘It doesn’t matter, it’s not that important. I want you to slip over to the Warehouse and pick up that.