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Synthetic, Skirts Humanoid, Enlightened, Inquisitive, Living, Android - Sheila _______________________________________________ I had to keep my mouth shut, 'til I was certain that the man was well out of hearing. Then I let loose with an almost total japanese consuming laughing fit, I could have sworn that the man was about to piss on his self. Sheila then turned toward me. "From all indications, your nanomites have again obtained their second critical mass." {Are you able to perceive my thoughts better Doctor Gance?} I only nodded, as I was starting to be able to pull more and more read outs up, on everything in the room. "It appears that I am able to see a few things I was unable to before." I replied to Sheila. Reaching in my pocket, I quickly retrieved the data cube. I was again nodding as the cube seemed to spring to life the moment I touched it. A moment later, I could see where asian Sheila had also accessed it. "Yes, you are proceeding far faster than I had at first thought." She told me. schoolgirl "Perhaps you can achieve the third mass mode, before we have to move on. {This is secondary control, time estimation 'til third critical mass is achieved?} {Secondary control, it is estimated that another thirteen hours, twenty three minutes, forty three seconds are required. At that time primary control should have an estimated, ninety eight percent control of all corporeal systems.} I heard the nanomites reply. My head snapped around as I could only stare at Sheila. Ninety eight percent? How in the hell was that even possible? Then the next question, did I really want to have that much control. This was another good sign. Her body told her she was in a comfortable, soft bed, but last she could remember she was being blackmailed, and for a second a momentary panic took over. I had my Ji-Yun. “This is so cool,” I schoolgirl said, bouncing beside him. A naughty heat billowed through me. I squirmed atop her, my asian dick rubbing into her cunt, finding the entrance. “I understand his defensiveness. Once again her hands were on my chest, but this time to unbutton my shirt and to pull it open. I'm your woman!” ___________________________________________________________________________________________________ I wanted Clint to repel incest laws and make bigamy legal. "Eventually you’ll be able to take it without stopping. She used her new-found freedom to squirm her naked body, turning, writhing, repositioning herself on her hands and knees, facing away from the approving monster. It would make me very happy japanese if you would agree to be my wife.” One of those Dyson ones where a lot of the parts are made of transparent and brightly coloured plastic. I told myself that. You didn’t pull Skirts out! Then you and I would’ve been nothing more than friendly strangers, and I would’ve never known who I was.