It had seemed to be another view of the past, but of the same area. Now what the hell was this about? True, it had not been in very great detail, but ...it appeared to be the same area, yet different somehow. I felt a chill go through me.It was almost as if a small picture had been laid off to the side, just as my computer does for me when it is showing me things, and multi tasking.I had to talk this over with Courtney and the AI. This time, I was not going to take 'no' for an answer from my. I gave it about 30 min before I tested the waters on this next level by putting my hand on her leg while we talked. No response, no pulling away and so I started to stroke her leg riding up under her dress, almost to her panty line, and instead of expecting hesitance or resistance, she opened her legs as I ran up and started playing with her pussy through her thong. I knew she was in her drug state because she was slurring, relaxed and very horny, leaning into me and putting her hand atop my. "You leave me, you bitch, without a word and get a divorce and don't tell me where you are! You are a goddamned fucking idiot. Do you know that? An idiot!" Yes, I know it," Jennifer sobbed, feeling his fingers digging painfully into her thinly covered shoulders. "But what happened with that boy was an accident." So it's true?" Yes, it's true," she sighed, breaking loose and turning away as the tears filled her eyes."Well, I'll be goddamned. l halfway thought the creep might have been lying. All. Nothing felt normal about what was happening. Anyway, it was over in a few seconds. In the following days, I couldn't help but think about the exam. The whole idea of having something up ones ass had always been unappealing, but now I wasn't so sure. I thought about trying it again. I'd watched bisexual porn before, and been quite excited as an observer. Those guys seemed to enjoy it, right? I was between girlfriends at the time, so masturbation was a regular hobby. Sometimes, instead of actual.