Just as quickly, she pushed the dreadful thought aside, summoning up some lingering shred of sanity, and wrestled free of the lad's arms.Panting, visi...ly shaken by the kiss and the bodily contact, she stepped back, staring helplessly at the ominous bulge in Ted's slacks. She dragged her eyes up to his face at the sound of his voice."I'm sorry, Aunt Joyce!" he apologized. "It's just that you're so beautiful. I didn't intend for this to happen."Joyce ran her fingers through her hair, lips working. "You're saying that the Bethans turned you into a machine so you could use the gate technology to track down and kill the Evil Ones on their home ground?" That would be an easy explanation yes." I'm sorry, I should have checked out the technology more thoroughly before I let anyone use it." It's not your fault. However, this does change things drastically. The Bethan programming didn't take hold thanks to my implant but the memory of what the Evil Ones have done is still there. I will not rest. No-one but me had touched me there and I couldn’t stopped her. I didn’t want to.She started to kiss me and I kissed her back. Our tongues were entwined and I could feel my orgasm building. My legs went weak and I clung to her as I came. “Do you want to stop?” she whispered. I just shook my head. I came every stronger the second time and she stopped. I began to realise why she was asking those personal questions. This was re-enforced when she told me she lusted after me. “I want to lick that. Slowly the other people attending my meeting arrived and we filed into the office for our business. Throughout the day, we would take breaks, going to the men’s room or grabbing a coffee or some cookies. Over the lunch break, everyone else left to go to a restaurant across the street, but I stayed behind to make some notes on my file. She stayed behind too. Each time we would pass each other, we would look at one another with the same type of glance, casual yet purposeful. There was a sense of.