I was not really sure what he meant by that since Ron was o.k. looking but nothing special. Brown hair, average height, an o.k. body I guess but nothi...ng remarkable. He was not real talkative either, and I guessed he was pretty shy.I did dance with him three or four times though, since he was one of the few guys there and as always, there were more girls who wanted to dance than guys. He did not really know how to dance at all but he was enthusiastic without making a fool of himself, which was. Back when I had to put virtually 100% effort into retrieving a memory from a different mind, that didn't mean I'd used 100.000 Joules. The amount of conscious effort didn't have to correlate linearly to what happened at the physical level. For all I knew, 100% effort used 1.001 Joules! There was no way I could measure how much difference mentally 'trying hard' made to the expenditure of energy within my brain, so I simply stopped worrying about the question. I didn't solve the problem, but I. Or an erection, sliding in and out from between those lips lined with fur…my mind’s eye was looking squarely out of my dick head…near the pee hole…where the cum shoots out of. Stimulating mental images, for me at least. I guess it’s true when it’s said ‘Guys are all about visual.’ At any rate, I could feel the hot surge building up inside me…ready to unleash its fury on the walls of her vagina. Or the soft brown fur that covered those plump pussylips. I’d always given her the choice….sometimes. "I would love to know all the details of how Sandra orchestrated the creation of the software. That would make a good training program for how things might go wrong if the Mind Magi should meddle in the mundane affairs of the world. However, I'm more interested in more recent events. For instance: if the Mind Magi were involved in the creation of the program, why the need to investigate it years later?" Well, part of the history of the program was that it was never released as intended," Lord.