”“Actually,” Phil said, as they found empty seats and sat down, “it’s been relatively quiet, at least here in Seattle.” The public’s rea...tion on the train had transitioned over the past week from stoic silence to open recognition and camaraderie, just like on campus. Now, everyone on the Link waved, teased and congratulated them as they passed. Instead of being the celebrity they all ignored, Phil was now a public hero, a quintessential Seattle figure. “The city was relieved the crisis was. "Me, too. More like the real thing. Here, feel this."She took Mandy's hand and placed it round one of the suction-endeddildos. "Cyber skin," she said. "It's not hard like plastic, or overlyrubbery. And it doesn't feel cold to the touch. Fully washable. It's verynew."Mandy felt herself getting warm inside as she held the large dildo. Itdidn't feel completely realistic, but its veiny shaft and soft texturewere firing her imagination. This was the closest she had ever got toholding a penis other. The sight of her made me feel the guilt that had attacked me early that morning, but the innocent sexiness of her school uniform quickly changed my feelings to lustful desire. As she saw me stop, she quickly jumped up and ran to the car, slid in and kissed me like a c***d should never a parent. When our mouths moved apart my hand slipped over her breasts and down to her pussy. Quickly I pulled away from her, not wanting to make a scene in front of her school. The ride home was uneventful except. She was absolutely beautiful. She told Nguyet to have her boyfriend come and eat a sandwich and have a Coke. Nguyet said he had already had supper. So I started eating.We talked while I ate. I was wondering why Linda had not undressed, again. I finished and she put the other sandwich and the other Cokes in a small ice-box in the room. Then she came over, stood in front of me, giving me an even hotter, if possible, kiss than before, and asked if I wanted to undress her, AGAIN? I thought to.