”Loosening his embrace he started pushing himself away. Not letting him go she said, “But you didn’t do anything that, unknown to you, could hav... pushed me over the edge.” Almost unable to form the words she said, “You’re a fine man, Charles. You’ve always had the sensibilities of your father.”The mention of his father filled him with rage. In his eyes he could never please his dad and now he was gone. He had been disappointed that his son didn’t go into the Marines, disappointed in his choice. When I gave her a glass of water she asked me to hold her and lie near her, I put a wet hand towel to dab her pussy as I had noticed it was pink / red and swollen, one good thing about her was she would shave about every 7 to 10 days, so practically every time she was clean with small or no hair at all on the pussy, that’s what she would tell me that every Muslim woman must shave the pussy hair to be clean during periods.Turning on her side, facing me she closed her eyes breathing hard trying. She gave another deep sigh, as I took the opportunity of inspecting her a bit closer. Not quite a beauty, but a very handsome, expensive piece of goods. Distinctly arousing..."Is there no way round this?" She was trying hard to hold on to her dignity, and keep the desperate note out of her voice. But she wasn't quite succeeding. I looked her in the eye, then up at her hair for a moment, then back to eye-contact. It always works - an unmistakeable signal.She responded by looking me up and down. That was a year ago. Since then, the concept had been transformed into test units. There were bugs, of course; tape had to be specially made and the cartridge feeder mechanism designed from scratch. The components weren't available, and companies building field-effects and integrated circuits had to be talked with and their samples tested. It had been one long headache and fight -- and the man who ran the whole she-bang was Carmel, for he alone understood what it was all about.Oliss, a born.