I suspect that they really relish the fact that we are in awe of them. And they really don't want to give that awe away.Of course I'm only guessing ab...ut the motivation behind the AI's unwillingness to tell us about things. There remains the fact that for most of humanity we simply don't have the knowledge base to understand what we're being told by the AIs. I've asked to have yet more math stuffed into my head in an attempt to understand what I'm being told about hyperspace. But to be honest I. "Help me please," she whispered, her eyes now open."Sure," I smiled back, now for my bonus; my hands moved to her jacket and unbuttoned it to reveal her blouse beneath, nice rack of tits I thought. Her scared eyes were staring back at me, but she seemed unable to stop me; I carried on stripping her. As the minutes past, I could tell that the spray was working it's magic on her, she was becoming more conscious but the chemicals now pulsing through her veins were making her body react sexually. It was an unlikely friendship, considering that once they were bitter rivals who pretty much hated each other. But they had softened, discovered that they actually had a great deal in common and eventually the friendship had sprouted.Then one night Paris had been by Rory's house to study together. It wasn't the first time that had happened nor was it the first time Rory's mother had been away. So when the offer was made for the visitor to spend the night it was gratefully accepted, with no idea. Ready for her, he tucked us up in bed together and went and sat down in the corner of the bedroom.” “Nice and ready?” Karl leant forward. “Made sure that I was nice and hard for his wife,” he whispered. “Hard? How?” Karl smiled as he leant closer. “Do you want me to draw you a picture?” She shook her head. “I... I just can’t imagine anyone doing that.” Karl leant close again. “You should see what he did afterwards?” Clair’s jaw dropped. “Well, you know how messy things get don’t you?”.