"Okay...what do you want?" Ken asked."Your permission." Kyle said with a smile.Later that night Kyle lay on his bed waiting. His father had been home ...or a few hours and he and Kyle's mother were downstairs talking. Finally, about 11, Kyle heard a gentle tap at his door. Julie poked her head in."You still awake, sweetie?" She asked."Yeah, I'm up." Kyle answered. Of course he was up. What teenaged boy could sleep when they were finalizing the deal of a lifetime. A chance to fuck a baby into. I slide open my closet and pull out all my jerseys. Being a die hard fan I had multiples. She still being mad and salty gave me a big huff and puff snarling at me saying "Whichever sheesh." I toss her one and turned and was about to head out the room so she can change. Before I can turn around she pulled off her jersey without hesitation and there she was. Standing in front of me in some sort of sexy see-through bra. "Shit I forgot which bra I was wearing."I just stared at her having my mouth. " How do we use it to get to another level?" Mark had begun to feel more at ease with mind talk.It dawned on him that this, his dad's super computer, or whatever it was had no personality, yet it was somehow at least partially self-aware. No matter how sophisticated it seemed it had no "life" in the sense humans do. It seemed to be able to only volunteer a limited amount of information. For the most part, Mark must first ask in order to receive answers. Now he needed to figure out what the. But she’s endlessly curious.I have a few days more of house-sitting, maybe I can gather the courage to ask him about, well, him. Agnes thinks, excited at the prospect.Zion is used to being alone.Mr. Clay travels a lot, both for work and for fun. He takes his friends with him whenever he can as well, which means that Zion is left to administer an empty house a lot of the time. He can’t say he minds that, he doesn’t, but he mentioned it to Mr. Clay once in passing, and now he was left with a.