No one liked that idea because we'd have to tell the scientists far too much information about me to get them motivated to make the necessary effort. ...aybe in a few decades gene mapping would be more routine, much easier and more thorough, but it wasn't a workable approach yet.Prof's second point was one that I agreed with: that it'd be a great pity if I got hit by a bus tomorrow. He suggested that they 'bank' samples of my body, especially sperm samples, for future use or study. Prof suggested. Now, as a female, you hear a lot of people (especially men) boast about how much they enjoy giving oral, but in my experience this isn’t necessarily the case as it’s usually very regimented and minimal. However, ‘nipples’ was one of those chaps that genuinely seemed to enjoy nothing more than burying his head deep between a pair of legs, ravenously lapping up every inch, alternating techniques and speed to send radiating shivers across your body. So, all in all a jolly good first meet! . After a quick look up and down the street, she opened the door and I stepped inside. She was dressed in everyday clothes and I thought this may just turn out to be a coffee and chat, so that's how it proceeded. We got on very well and the subject soon turned to sex, likes, loves, dislikes and fantasys and I could see she was getting aroused, blushing and the occasional glance at the stiffening bulge in my jeans.She got up and told me to follow her into her bedroom in a couple of minutes. Off. I stooped down to her level and started to untie my scrubs. I gave her an evil little grin, and said, "You're about to get used..." That's exactly why I'm here, Daddy."Daddy... I'd never been called that before, but I liked it. Especially since she was about 7 years younger than I was. I was taken aback by that comment. She always seemed so innocent. This little slut was going to be so much fun."Stick out your tongue, you little whore."She did as she was told. I stood up and started.