"Lift your head and look straight ahead."Amanda was forced to lift her gaze to Garas' cock again."Now, Amanda, just remain still until I tell you. Gar...as, place the head just on her lips."Garas complied, and now Amanda trembled with the familiar mix of fear and excitement as she remained posed in a still, soft kiss on his head of Garas' cock. A very slightly musky odor tickled her nose. In her mind, she compared it to what she would smell from Sirinna's aroused pussy. It was different, but. I hope my problem goes away, but it doesn’t. It only comes closer in the form of Jay side by side with me now. He’s quiet, too quiet. I lift my head to watch more closely where I am walking; out of my peripheral vision I see Jay still smiling and awaiting a response. The silence doesn’t work for him. “Why so quiet? Rough day?” he asks. I feel a slight bit of temper forming in me. “The same as every day,” I reply dryly. He’s quiet for a moment. “Anything you wanna talk about?” he asks. Why. She remembered the feel of him inside her. The thought of it caused her sex to spasm and tighten. Her entire body craved him again. She heard the refrigerator close, and the smell of fresh brewed coffee mixed into the room, diluting the aromas of the previous night. She rolled out of bed, emerging from the covers to expose her lovely feminine form, slightly disheveled and barely clothed in a camisole and panties. A ping sounded, alerting that his bagel was ready. He finished preparing his. I only go down to the press to make sure thenanobot control servers are working right. They make a lot of noise, theservers, so it makes sense to keep them in the printing press with allthe other noisy shit Jackson owns. Any time you see me down there in thepress, that's what I'm doing." Ah," Tyler said. That made sense. And to think, before today, Tylerthought Paul was just a regular workman at the printing press. He had noidea that Paul was an anatomical designer... or that he had designed.