Rone opened the door carefully, eyeing me as he entered. “How do you feel?”, he asked softly. Gulping, I answered,“Okay, I guess. I think I thre...w up whatever was bugging me.” Rone nodded. His head titled to one side as he watched me. I couldn’t resist meeting his eyes. Those cold, ultramarine eyes that held me still. Sighing, he asked,“Tell me, Alexandra, are you a virgin?” Oh, how badly I wanted to say no, so that he would leave me alone, just for today at least, but I couldn’t lie to those. It lasted forever. Oh—Oh and I’m not her slave anymore. We’re friends ... really good friend now. And I ... wait; I haven’t asked how you made out with your date.”Ben told her about him and Alana.“Ugh, she’s a slut!”“No, she’s nice, sis!” Ben protested.“She brought you over to her house and fucked you. That’s a slut, pure and simple,” Bari said convinced she was right.She felt her brother eyeing her up and down; a slow, lecherous smile tweaked his lips. Her pussy gave a happy little tingle in. One day AI had been magnificent creatures, awesome in their intellect, but completely fathomable. The Wrinkles, as they became known, were epic. Even other AI wore expressions of trepidation when speaking with them. There was something bottomless about them. You could see it in the eyes, that pale sea green that never varied. You wanted to touch those eyes to see if they were as warm and yielding as the ocean itself, but you held back because falling in and away seemed more than a little. The stigma attached to sexual assaults was slowly lessening for women, but there were still a large number that were never reported."You hear who she was partying with?" Bryant asked.The girl shook her head -- a little too quickly, Bryant thought."This is just between us," Bryant said in a soft voice. "I will never reveal where I heard the name. I give you my word."The young woman scoffed."Your word?" she asked incredulously. "Are you trying to be funny?" No," Bryant said sincerely. "I'm trying.