"She's got a boyfriend, and you're only 15. Cool it.", I thought.We kept talking about school, sports, and cars when she mentioned she was thirsty. "W...e can truck back into the house and get some of those wine coolers your friends brought in," I said with a sly wink."You saw that?! Damnit, they were supposed to sneak in," she was blushing. "Okay, okay, lets go I'll let you have some.", she relinquished.Back inside, in that same basement, we sipped on wine coolers while her friends went outside. A few of us decided to stay, including Kristina and myself. We sat in front of the television in one of the many rooms at the mansion and kept chatting. Who doesn’t like to talk to such a beautiful lady?It was one o’clock, and most of the people were still out, and from the guests that had stayed, many of them were in bed (some sharing!). It was late, so I said goodbye to Kristina.“I hope to talk to you again tomorrow” I said“Count on it!” she answered with a smile. And she approached me to. And she had sometimes peeped and saw me with my friends. Her only regret was that she had not be part of it. That surprised me but it was gratifying too. She told me all about often peeking into my studio, watching me fuck and suck all the ladies from all around. And she always played with herself, first with her fingers in her cunt and on her little clit, then with the dildos other girls had told her about. In fact, they had shown her how to use them in little gatherings of sorority girls.. Leaving the Briefing Room, John strode up the ramp towards the grav-tube, smiling at Faye as he usually did when she gave him a friendly wave. She was sitting on his console up on the Command Podium as normal, but there was something slightly different about her, which he couldn’t quite place.“Hey, John,” she said softly.“Hey yourself, beautiful,” he replied, but something in her voice made him pause at the bottom of the illuminated steps. When he glanced at the purple AI again, he blinked in.