"W... what would?" Michelle asked, blinking. She shifted in the seat, her state of arousal actually becoming almost uncomfortable. Perhaps women didn't have the same problems about space in their pants, but the dampness quickly got annoying.<br/>"I mean... um... are you answering my thoughts?" she asked after a moment's figuring. "You um... want me to broadcast my memories? I don't, um... they're a bit, um... you know, wierd. Perverted. Um..."