.. kind of can. Obviously the bigger the book, the more data it can extrapolate about the characters and the better it is" And touching them?" he aske... incredulously. "You're pulling my chain, aren't you?"I hesitated for a moment. For all the world I wanted to show off my engineering, my invention but ... to Mike? He, of all people, would appreciate its beauty and possibilities the least!"I fucking knew it. So what is this?" Ok, look I'll show you." I walked to the console and pressed the top. ”“Let us all wait for nightfall,” Lena recommended. “Aerians are not famous for roaming the streets after dark. And, except for what are usually scheduled visits, we work unmonitored.”“We will stay alert, nonetheless. When the Trainers suspected Cory of coming here, they did come unannounced,” Edgar spoke.“Cory is Hector, right?” Lena smiled and looked directly at the former servant. “You could not have been from Bluesilver. People so beautiful could only be raised in Drena.”“Now that makes me. My breathing is rapid and shallow, I’m biting my lip again and my hands have come together in front of me and I play with my nails again. I flinch as I feel your hands touch my shoulders and rest there. My body tenses and the muscles in my core tighten. My skin feels like it’s been pulled tight on a drum. My nipples harden and stick out. There was no reason for me to jump. It was just a soft touch of your hands on me. Your hands are sliding up to my neck, tracing a light line on my skin as you. I wanted to be ready for an evening of fun, if it were to happen. I put on a sexy outfit; a very tight dark green dress, stilettos and no thong.Before midnight I headed to a local sports bar, where I knew there would be a gathering of young guys, some of them would be black for sure. The place was loud and full of a bunch of frat boys. I ordered a drink and took a free table. A while later approached me a very young black guy, just in his early twenties. He looked just as a baby. I thought I.