I just noticed when I stumbled across a feed permitting me to watch the other former crew members of the Futile Gesture in real time, or in different ...ditions. I could even see their vitals: blood pressure, respiration, pulse, hormonal make-up. This appears to be part of the social indoctrination that all societies impose on their citizens, except that it ends when the "child" has earned adult status. The conditioning will remain, however: knowing that millions of eyes are watching every move. " He said, jerking his thumb over his bronze shoulder.The old one gave a disgusted snort, passing the prepared bowl unceremoniously, to the young warrior. "Drink this, only the leaves should remain behind, she will awaken once the tea is entirely gone."The warrior tipped the bowl up, drinking down the concoction. As he finished he handed the bowl back to the old woman, and wiped his mouth against his muscular forearm. "You have held your end of the bargain, we will tell my village that she is. But Kody--Mr. Hits on Everyone even if he's in a committed relationship--did flirt back, because he always had a thing for me, though I never gave him the time of day.One minute, Kody and I were bantering back and forth and teasing each other the way we've always done since we met freshman year.The next minute, I remember touching his thigh. Electricity shot up my leg to my pussy when he put his hand on my knee and caressed it. Like I wasn't in control of my body, like I forgot Kody was in a. He was not visible and my top was still on so we thought that no one would be able to see us, I watched as people walked by, some looked up, some didn't but even those that did surely suspected very little . . . I then told him to get behind me and fuck me, he climbed up and thrusted himself into me . . . he fucked me hard, we were both very turned on and as we began to get into it I noticed a group of youngish lads (some black, some white) at the house next to that which lies directly.