Ignoring his sexual urges for a minute, he stands again, scooping up his “captive” and bringing her indoors.  Taking her back into the entertainment room, he drops her on the lengthwise on couch before hopping on top of her.  “Is that a….” he scans his mind for the right word, “television? With the talking pictures?”  Televisions greatly intrigued him, as well as all the technology of the modern age.  Sweats drips off his body, his heart rate was still very high from the shower, and he wasn’t one to come down from such an exciting state.  This also did wonders to warm Risa up, from her wet escapade outside. Breathing heavily, he bows down, kissing her on the lips before licking her body all the way from her lips down to her perky breasts.  Bending his knees, his lower torso presses against hers with a little help from gravity.