I felt like I might come eventually just from the fingering. Then she stopped. I opened my eyes, to see her staring at me with a wicked smile on her f...ace, fingers still in me."I want to fuck you, Steve." God damn, I want to fuck you, too. Let's get in bed." No," she said, shaking her head. "I want to fuck you." As she spoke, she wiggled her fingers for emphasis. "I want to put on my strap-on dildo, and fuck you up your ass." She let the words just hang there. They snapped me awake from the. My throat felt dry ... and my hands tightened even more. I opened my eyes and forced myself to touch my talent. And my djinn, sluggish and snappish, responded.Knowledge about the XD exploded in my head. Where controls were. How to fly. How to shoot. How to kill. How to die. It was the sense memories of who knows how many pilots, unfurling into my brain and fusing to my neurons. I didn’t know how the Machines knew about them – the sensations were ghostly and ephemeral. They lasted only long. ” He ran over to his parents and talked to them for a minute. They looked disappointed but I could tell by the look on Chris’s face that they said he could go. He walked back over with a smile on his face and he escorted me to the theater. We walked into the black room and he started walking to the front row. I asked if we could sit in the back and he didn’t object. We walked to the very back row and sat down to watch the previews. I glanced around the theater and was pleased to see only one. When I arrived, the teacher explained to me how Brice had gotten into a fight, after one of the kids had told him that his mom was a slut. Now, I know that had had to come from his dad’s mouth, he called me a slut, but sure, he had cum to one of my many movies. Double morals, how I hate people like that. I went to see Brice in the nurse office and he was all dirty, and had a swollen cheek. The other boy was all beaten up and looked far worse than Brice looked. Deep down I was glad to see that.