” I agreed. “I need a favor,” Helen remarked, looking my way. I waited for the request. “Can you help me move this big pot to the other side ...f my porch so it can get some more sunlight?” she asked, looking down. I stepped over to her porch. “Let me help,” Helen insisted, bending over to grab one side of the pot, as I bent and grabbed the side of the pot closest to me. I had a perfect, unobstructed view straight down the opening of her cute, nightie. "1-2-3, move." “Thanks,” Helen remarked,. She placed the round phallus tip between my nether lips and rubbed it over them. I groaned and bit my lips in sexual agony. Her next trick was to place the phallus between these lips so that the tip rubbed my clitoris. She continued to thrust carefully, so that it did not enter my body. I came so hard that night, I ripped the bed sheets with my fingernails. Another night, she placed the harness on me, this time with a larger phallus. This time I was able to mount my dear tutor, delighting in. ”“Miss Cartridge, do you understand what you’re being invited to? If you’re unclear on what kind of party this is you should definitely not go.”“Cynthia, I’m pretty sure what I’m invited to. They want to get all twelve of them together and screw my brains out, right?”“Miss Cartridge! You shouldn’t talk like that!”“Isn’t that how they did for you?” asked Katherine.“Yes, there were only five of them that time. But how did you know?” I asked in surprise.“Look, with this face, these legs and this. For all three bio readers to go out at the exact same time is...well, the odds are astronomical. Each is on its own, separate circuit." Putting that aside, what are the effects if they weren't breathing for that long?" Brain damage," Helen explained sadly. "If you deprived the brain of oxygen for more than three minutes it starts to deteriorate. All three are showing signs of diminishing skills. They're confused, forgetful, and have a hard time remembering names. I think it's safe to assume.