<i>nudge . . . nudge . . . N U D G E. </i>A vigorous snort was very soon followed by a “What the fuck?!” Rex returned to consciousness pretty quick, especially for him and under these circumstances. He looked toward the smirking, naked woman. Which right there was an extremely good sign, if only because he could actually<i>look </i>at the smirking, naked woman. Blessedly, that meant she hadn’t gouged his eyes out. Not yet anyway.<br/><br/>“Your boner,” said the hottie with her bare-breasts exposed and leaning onto him. “It’s still a boner, and you came, like, over an hour ago. And, you should also know that every 3.5 seconds, it twitches. It twitches like it’s searching for something, so you clearly ain’t human.” Searching for something. Seriously?! he thought. It’s searching for any nearby, available pussy, and you’re it, sweetheart. Rex refrained from divulging that bit of information to her.<br/><br/>Was he missing something? To him, it sounded like she was complaining. She kept playing with his boner in question, stroking it, fondling it, even kissing it every now and then. “Oh, and by the way, your cum was really tasty. Kind of a combo between strawberry and watermelon,” she said licking her lips.<br/><br/>“Strawberry and watermelon?!” Rex replied, clearly annoyed. “Seriously?! Fuck! Was supposed to be grape! And how do you know what it tastes like?” He skeptically stared at her<br/><br/>“Because you splattered your load all over my tits,” she said with a fiendish grin. “And it was reddish in hue, so I thought, what the hell.” As if to emphasize her point, she took him fully in her mouth, with a few oral strokes, reminding him of their erotic encounter from the night before. Or was that just this morning? Who knew, and really, who cared?<br/><br/>“Well, here’s how you fucking turn it off,” he stated when she was done kissing him. With his middle finger taut against his thumb, he flicked the digit toward the head of his throbbing erection. The organ jerked toward the left and immediately began to shrink. Miss hot ass watched in amazement at the transition.<br/><br/>“What’s your name?” she asked, while pressing herself against his equally bare chest. “And why are you such a potty mouth?”<br/><br/>“I’m Rex,” he answered, stifling a yawn.<br/><br/>An eyebrow shot skyward. “That’s it? Just Rex? That sounds like a dog’s name, like King, or something,” she said with an unsettling smirk.<br/><br/>“Hey, fuck you,” he retorted, annoyed yet again. “It’s actually Rex Strex Sexton. Or R2S for short.”<br/><br/>“R2S? You mean, like, the letter<i>R to </i>the letter<i>S</i>?” she amusingly inquired. “How daft is that? I mean, they’re right next to each other in the alphabet.”<br/><br/>“No, my initials are R.S.S., so that’s R2S,” he sarcastically explained.<br/><br/>She eyed him, not quite convinced. “Sounds to me like it should be RS2,” she stated.<br/><br/>“No, it’s fucking R2S,” he insisted.<br/><br/>“Okay, okay,” she said, still amused. “So why such a potty mouth, Mr. Potty Mouth?”<br/><br/>Rex sighed heavily, and then answered. “They programed me that way.”<br/><br/>Her big, baby browns blinked. “Someone programed you to swear? On purpose?”<br/><br/>“Fuckin’ A,” Rex responded. “And don’t ask me why. So what’s your name, then?”<br/><br/>Before answering his simple question, she kissed him hungrily. “My name is Anna B. Nanna.”<br/><br/>Apparently, it was now his turn to blink. “You gotta be fucking kidding me,” Rex said with a goofy, unbelieving grin. “That’s fucking more ridiculous than my name. What are you, a stripper?”<br/><br/>Squeezing his nutsack in protest, Anna declared, “Ooo, that is so gonna cost you, Mr. Rex Strex Sexton.” Mimicking his previous action, she snapped her middle finger at the head of his limp dick. She watched with glee as his once slumbering organ rose to the occasion. Once the flagpole was erected, she climbed aboard, setting a slow, steady pace. “Mmm,” she purred while purposely licking her lips, “strawberry and watermelon.”<br/><br/>Fucking grape, he irritatingly thought. Idiots at the lab couldn’t even get that part right. He enjoyed the feel of her all over again but said nothing. His eyes and moans, on the other hand, did all the talking.<br/><br/>Two and a half hours later, Rex emerged from Anna’s unit of residence, leaving her to sleep in peace. Proud to know she climaxed three times, he was in desperate need of a drink. Or six. And as usual,<i>The Comatose Binary </i>was open for business.