I said, “So ... what’s the plan for the day?”Seeing I wasn’t refusing to continue, he said, “Today, I’m going to show you the various stag...es the girls go through to reach the fully self-adapting hybrid. From this point on, you can’t share what I tell or show you. Not with Suzi or Joey, not even with your mother. Is that clear?”I took a deep breath and let it out noisily before saying, “Crystal clear. But before we get started, will sex be necessary? Because if it is, I need to okay it with Joey. ’ He nodded. I raised the weapon again, braced myself and fired. ‘Excellent Officer Watson. It didn’t take you long to adapt to the weight and the kick.’ He took the weapon from me. ‘However, you failed to ask whether it was legal for me to have such an outmoded weapon.’ ‘I just assumed it was.’ ‘Never assume, find out. Your first lesson.’ ‘Well, is it legal?’ He smiled. ‘It’s legal for me to have it, yes. Firing it is a different matter though.’ ‘So we shouldn’t have fired it?’ ‘Technically,. It was like being caught in a silken net, and he reveled in the sensation, churning his hard shaft into her greedily gulping snatch."Oh damn, oh damn!" Isobel gasped huskily. "Such a hard, hard prick - and it's pounding so into my cunt, jarring me with every long thrust. Darling boy - beautiful boy - you're driving my clit insane-"Rolling farther back upon her shoulders, she hiked her crotch and ground it, bringing him up with her and attempting to devour his pistoning cock with her avidly. ”“Sorry, Mr. Edison,” I said.“It’s his birthday,” Francesca explained. “I wanted to give him a hug!”“Happy birthday, Jesse! But let’s save the hugs for outside of school, please.”“Yes, Mr. Edison,” she replied.He nodded and turned away.“‘Grups’!” I growled in annoyance.“What?”I laughed, “Sorry. It’s from a Star Trek episode, Miri. The teenagers call adults ‘grups’ and don’t trust them and don’t like their rules.”“You and your dumb science fiction shows!”We’d had arguments about them before.