"I pulled the sheet away as she stood there. I could see the dark outline of her nipples and, below, a faint outline of dark pubic hair that looked tr...immed, maybe a landing strip from the look of it.She sat down on my bed and curled her fingers around my cock moving her hand up and down slowly."It's sure bigger now, this is a proper cock, little brother, it more than fills my hand these days." Yeah, well, back then I was just a kid, things do change, look at you." Yeah, well, they're bigger. I took a glass of wine with me into the bathroom. I took a nice hot shower, shaved all over, applied lotion, perfumed myself, and put on a sexy black nightgown, as if preparing for a date. I turned on some soft music, lit the candles around my bedroom, and turned down the lights. I sat cross-legged in the middle of my bed – me, my battery-operated friend, and my bottle of K-Y warming oil. I plumped the pillows and lay back, sipping my wine, and rubbing my breasts. My nipples hardened almost. “We’re going to kill you after we play with you! The nice men who have you to us said so! And there’s so many ways, too!” Shelly said, then pouted. “But we can only kill you once. Isn’t that a shame?”“No! you don’t have to at all! You don’t need to kill me! I’ll do anything you want, Shelly!” Jill promised the mad woman. “There’s even stuff I’m really good at!” She added for good measure, keeping her speech simple so the crazy woman-child could understand her. “Lots of fun kids games!” She. Glenn Carlson was the head of our project. We didn’t see a whole lot of him because he was always flitting off to Washington or Quantico or New York or Pasadena or Seattle, wherever he was needed to meet with government people and bankers and industrialists who would use our systems once we had them together. Our product was not exactly an operating system or application software, but a little of each combined with customized hardware, and elaborate protocols for stitching us into users’ normal.