With a defeated look, the teen fessed up to his lurid activity. “Fine, yes, I was masturbating. I have a lot of...” He paused to think how to phra...se it. “Sexual tension, I need to burn off.”Never breaking her playfully child-like demeanor, April sought to question him about his self-pleasuring activity.“So, what were you thinking about while you were masturbating? Was it about someone at school?”Sean was absolutely floored by the cyborg’s question, which was delivered so matter of factly.“What. "Well, I sure as hell am not call you 'Jack'," I said.He took a second or two before answering. "You can call me Matthew, Isuppose." He tapped his chest. "That's who I was before I became her... I mean, you."I narrowed my eyes at him, practically seeing the holes in hisexplanation. "But that wasn't who you've always been, right? The manthe Order grabbed this morning wasn't your original body. Was it?"He shook his head. "No. I've only been that guy for about five years." Oh," I said, injecting a. "I would like time to do a little research," he suggested. He had just told me that he was going to be doing a background check on me. I couldn't stop him of course, and I had nothing to hide. He was going to be careful, if for no other reason than to be sure I would pay him."Please do, but I do need to get a decision quickly, so that I know what to do next. Could you finish your research by say Wednesday evening at 8PM?" I think that would be enough time. I have your number, if anything comes. “Shhhhhh” she whispered, “Mum is inside and she’ll do her nut if she sees me, but I had to keep my promise”. Creeping behind a bush, so she couldn’t be seen from the house, but giving me full view, she undid her bikini top and holding a breast in each hand, rubbed her fingers back and forth over each puffy nipple making them spring to life. I rubbed my growing cock over my shorts, not quite believing the show I was being given, “I make you hard don’t I” she almost purred. “Want to see more?” I.