I sat down at a table to wait while they made my coffee.I turned around to survey the room a little and caught this girl staring at me. As soon as I l...oked in her direction I could tell that she looked away. Her legs were crossed and they were both pointed right at me. It felt like she was pointing her pussy at me.I looked into her eyes, waiting for her to look up again. When she met my eyes I just looked at her sort of stoically, then gave her just the hint of a coy smile. Shes smiled a little. Siobhan was pleasantly surprised as Mike escorted her to the taxi rank. She hadn’t known what to expect of his house, which turned out to be a tall Victorian terrace, the front door approached by steep stone steps.Ushering Siobhan inside, he dumped his bag at the foot of the stairs.“First on the right, the lounge, then the dining-room, and at the back the kitchen. Above us, the bathroom and above these rooms, three bedrooms. Then above those there’s a large attic room I use as bedroom, office. Such an enchanting feeling fills my soul. Making me want you with a fierce desire. Your tongue traces around my earlobe and neck. Sending an exhilarating passion through my very being. Slowly moving to my erect nipples. Circling them, biting them. Gently sucking on them. Tenderly licking your way to the moistness between my thighs. Teasing my clit with your tongue as you slide your fingers deep inside. Lingering inside me my honey drips all over them. Gradually pulling them out, I take your. "I've recently been hearing about people being have to virtually live outtheir fantasies that are loosely based on actual memories, is there anytruth to that, and is there anything bad that could happen from deviatingfrom the original memory?"Both of the techs looked at each other, eyes squinted slightly, not quitesure how to answer my question. Finally the older tech, who's name tag onhis lab coat read "Rutherford" spoke after clearing his throat. "Erm,while technically that is possible, it is.