Mark asked Cricket, “Since when did the lifts start picking up people along the way?“Cricket said, “It’s always been that way, you’ve just n...ever noticed it, since the only place either of you go is the ranch and there’s usually no one else going there. There have been a few changes to the transit system though, the 10 person lifts are pretty much for private, local, resort, port and some travel between municipalities, but most of the travel between the municipalities is handled by the larger 50. " Oh yeah. Hi. How are you doing?" he asked as they walked together."Well, not so well, actually. I am having a lot of trouble trying to do one of those exercises and I wondered if you could stop by my house some afternoon and give me a little guidance in how to do it." Sure. How about tomorrow after school? I can zip over for a few minutes."True to his word, Greg went to Stephanie's home the following afternoon. He was more than surprised and impressed by the size of the house when he pulled. She was wearing her short little terry cloth robe she loved. I have to say I loved it too because it barely covered her ass as she moved.She looked down at me and said, “You look comfy,” and I was. I was lounging on the bed in a pair of my boxers with a pillow laying across my lap with the laptop on it so I could read. “You must be reading stories,” she finished.I replied, “Yep, looking at new ways to punish you. I have found a few creative ones to try,” I laughed.“Hmm, let me see what you are. She did think that my sperm was indeed addictive but that she thought it was limited to be addictive orally and rubbing it in the skin doesn't seem to be very effective, nor did she think vaginal insertion would have an much of an effect, but she wasn't sure why. She theorized that the high levels of pheromones in my semen was the main culprit causing the addiction but that the pheromones hitting the olfactory glands was not strong enough, but the supplementary gray liquid being produced seemed.