Bits and Pieces
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				Title: <strong>Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>19-11-2008, 21:01:30</strong>
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				Janet Waltman stood at the front reception waiting for the guy who was going to clear up the mess to show up. &nbsp;This was her first day at Bionetrichs and things had gotten confused somehow. &nbsp;She had been told to report to building eighteen. &nbsp;She showed up early to building eighteen only to be told that they had been moved to building twenty six. &nbsp;After finding building twenty-six, she learned that that was another mistake. &nbsp;Building twelve, it turns out, was the correct building after all. &nbsp;The reception had her badge, but nothing else. &nbsp;She slipped it into the new lanyard and tossed it over her head. &nbsp;The threads of the lanyard got caught in her glasses and she had to pull them off her face to untangle the mess.<br><br>She felt like such a klutz sometimes. &nbsp;Finally, the guy she recognized from the integration meeting showed up. &nbsp;<br><br>"Ms. Waltman," he said holding out his hand,"I'm so sorry. &nbsp;I hear there's been some mistakes made today. &nbsp;We finally found the right lab for you. &nbsp;I'll take you through the security procedures and back to the lab myself. &nbsp;You'll have an office all to yourself, as promised."<br><br>The security system wasn't difficult, merely precise. &nbsp;If nothing else, Janet was good at precision.<br><br>"Your equipment arrived a couple of days ago. &nbsp;We put your computers in your office, but wanted you to be here before setting them up. &nbsp;You can see the security tape being removed and rest assured no one as tried to get to your stuff. &nbsp;Though...we are on the same team now...no need to keep secrets anymore, eh?" &nbsp;He asked smiling warmly at her.<br><br>Janet hadn't taken happily to the merger when it had been announced. &nbsp;The fact that the company she had spent the last six years with, working her ass off for had sold out the their competitors had hit her hard. &nbsp;Others on her team were so angered they'd left the company and found jobs in different fields--the nondisclosure statements they had signed years ago forcing them into new areas entirely. &nbsp;Janet hadn't felt like abandoning her work, however. &nbsp;She had even seen glimmers of genius in some of the stuff Bionetrech's engineers had been publishing. &nbsp;If they were publishing stuff this good, she was certain what they weren't publishing would be better.<br><br>Finally through the clearance, he ushered her to her new office. &nbsp;"Maybe I should let you get settled in here for a bit...I'll be back in a while...get a few of your new team together to introduce you around."<br><br>Left alone, Janet looked at the pile of boxes she had packed herself just a few weeks before. &nbsp;She'd taken advantage of the offer of a vacation before moving across the country and to a new job. &nbsp;She sat down in the large black chair and decided it might be a bit too comfortable for her. &nbsp;<br><br>She stood up and opened one of the boxes containing her personal stuff. &nbsp;The things she put on the shelves to make her feel more at home and started unwrapping. &nbsp;The first figure was that of a scale model of the Iron Giant. &nbsp;She put him on the shelf and moved onto the next piece. &nbsp;<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 05:09:17</strong>
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				Stressed, sleep deprived, and worked to the bone, Herbert had barely enough time in his work day to visit the bathroom, let alone catch up on office politics.&nbsp; He had been denied, several times, a lab assistant.&nbsp; "Your project isn't important enough to warrant a lab assistant."&nbsp; His boss had told him.&nbsp; When Herb had requested re-assignment, his boss simply said "It's too important to drop altogether either."<br><br>And so Herbert spent every waking moment of every waking day, save the hour long drives to and from his little house by the small creek in the small woods, at work developing what would forever be embedded into his mind as "The Project."<br><br>It came to be a great confusion to Herbert then when he entered his laboratory, and found that somehow, miraculously, certain items were no longer where they were supposed to be.&nbsp; He thought, for one brief moment, that his project had gained sentience.&nbsp; This deeply concerned Herbert, and being concerned he began to pace.&nbsp; And because he was so focused on what he may or may not have set loose upon the unsuspecting country-side, he forgot, momentarily, to check where he was going.&nbsp; With a short startled squawk, a thump, and a soft "oomph", Herbert was deposited onto the floor, where he had a revelation.&nbsp; He sat up quickly, and turned around this way and that, until he spied his new co-worker.<br><br>"Hello," he said politely, bringing himself to his knees.&nbsp; "Are you going to be working with me?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>21-11-2008, 16:55:24</strong>
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				Janet was intent upon picking up the mess of a lab she had found when a man entered, looked around and began pacing about.&nbsp; He seemed rather confused and she wondered if, perhaps, he was one of those folks with low IQ that companies sometimes hired to do the scut work.&nbsp; They weren't smart enough to spy, but smart enough to take out the trash and clean up others stuff.&nbsp; She had been up on the counter, adjusting a shelf up high when he entered. <br><br>Curious, she jumped down and moved to greet him.&nbsp; He seemed to belong here in some capacity.<br><br>Responding to his question, she used the voice many adapted when talking to the mentally challenged, sort of a cooing sing-song slow voice, choosing simple words she said, "Well, I just started work here today.&nbsp; I'm a scientist.&nbsp; I will work here, in this room.&nbsp; I will work on teeny pieces of things.&nbsp; My name is Janet.&nbsp; What is your name?" She reached out a hand to help him up.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>22-11-2008, 10:51:48</strong>
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				Herbert, absent minded, but not dunce, stared in disbelief at the young woman standing in front of him.&nbsp; His own thoughts paralleled hers, and he began to wonder how they could ever allow such a simpleton to work on his project.&nbsp; It took him a few moments of stunned disbelief to realize the woman was not simple, but that he was- or at least he ought to be, from her point of view.<br><br>"I'm not dense."&nbsp; He said, defensively.&nbsp; "I simply haven't slept a good night's sleep in well over a month, because of some bimbo Waltman and her wonder product."&nbsp; He did, however, take her hand, and when he had brought himself upright, he shook it vigorously.&nbsp; "Thank you, Ms-"&nbsp; He stared at her name plate for a moment, and his jaw nearly dropped.&nbsp; He adjusted his thick framed glasses, and coughed politely into his left fist.&nbsp; "Ms. Waltman."&nbsp; He smiled sheepishly, then turned promptly around.&nbsp; "Glad that we're off to a good start.&nbsp; Now if you excuse me, I have notes I ought to compile-"&nbsp; He gestured towards a stack of papers, roughly the size and shape of New Jersey.&nbsp; "And it may take a while."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>24-11-2008, 18:33:53</strong>
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				"Hmmm....great start.&nbsp; I don't usually get the word bimbo applied to my name," she said, her eyebrow arching up higher than the rim of her glasses.&nbsp; "I apologize if I spoke to you as if you were...mentally challenged...but you looked rather....uhm..." she waved her hands around as if they might actually describe how he looked sitting on the floor, and laughed.&nbsp; She had no words other than..."stupid."&nbsp; <br><br>"I'm surprised you use paper...why not go digital, it would be so much...neater.&nbsp; This lap is a mess!" She said. "By the way...you don't have a name tag on...they failed to mention who I would be working with..."<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 04:43:13</strong>
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				"Herbert Carver."&nbsp; Herbert replied, quickly.<br><br>"I couldn't really go digital.."&nbsp; Herbert said.&nbsp; He hadn't really been expecting to get a lab assistant, but in the fantasies in his mind, where management actually hired somebody to work with him, they would always ask him this question.&nbsp; He had the answer well prepared in his mind.&nbsp; "I was given a project to look at," he gestured towards Janet, "yours, and was asked to 'contribute something similar' to our company- in other words, rip you off."&nbsp; He smiled gently.<br><br>"Understaffed, over budget, and over worked, I knew already that the project was going to fail the release date, and would inevitably be canceled.&nbsp; So I read the report on your product, memorized it, ignored it, and started working on my own project.&nbsp; Knowing full well that when your product was released my databanks would be wiped of any information relating to the project, I wrote everything on paper so it wouldn't be lost."&nbsp; He looked at her apologetically.&nbsp; "Heads up, management sucks."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 17:37:48</strong>
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				Janet looked around the room and back at Herbert.&nbsp; "Great.&nbsp; &nbsp;Nice to know some things never change," she said.&nbsp; "You know...I have four patents I'm working on writing up for this project so far.&nbsp; I suppose there are a dozen more in various aspects of the coding.&nbsp; At least this company has offered a higher patent reward..."<br><br>She pointed to the paper.&nbsp; "I've got all my stuff on my computers.&nbsp; See that sealed stack of equipment?&nbsp; In there lies the digital record of my genius."&nbsp; She laughed. <br><br>"So...I was told we're having a 'visioning' meeting later today as a team.&nbsp; I don't suppose you could tell me what the heck that's supposed to mean.&nbsp; We didn't have them at Bionicor," she said.&nbsp; &nbsp;
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>01-12-2008, 23:57:28</strong>
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				"A visioning meeting is when management decides to call everybody who is working on a merged product together to decide what direction they want to take the product.&nbsp; If there are a lot of good new ideas, management then sacs the project, and reassigns everyone to another project, which will then undergo a visioning meeting."&nbsp; Herbert grinned big as he spoke, and laughed a little when he'd finished.&nbsp; "It's not really that bad."&nbsp; He admitted, rubbing at an ancient stain in his labcoat.&nbsp; "The real purpose of the meeting is to give you a heads up as to what I'm doing, and for you to divulge your old company's secrets.&nbsp; Then we get to work."<br><br>He turned quickly around and disappeared behind the frighteningly cluttered desk, returning a moment later with a thick metal suitcase, the kind of thing that you'd see holding a nuke in old movies.&nbsp; He set it on the ground, and opened it slowly.&nbsp; Inside it was a small plastic rectangle, roughly the size of a piece of paperc, filled with string, gel, and iron filings.<br><br>"Synthetic muscle tissue.&nbsp; Give each string a jolt of electricity and it will expand like a balloon.&nbsp; Do it to the right strings at the right time, and you can even make that little thing walk across the floor."&nbsp; He smiled.&nbsp; "What've you made?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>02-12-2008, 17:33:42</strong>
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				Janet watched the muscle in amazement.&nbsp; They'd failed at every attempt to get the muscle to be so fluid.&nbsp; She watched it slowly and understood why she was here.<br><br>"Herbert...you've made the muscle...the nerves...I, my friend, have figured out the neural network to make the muscles do what you want them to--how to make them contract where you want them to.&nbsp; f we are very lucky we may also be able to program it to change shape as well as control its movements," she said, gently stroking the tissue.<br><br>She looked at him over the rim over her glasses, "I think maybe the two of us might be able to pull the whole thing together.&nbsp; My team couldn't get the tissue to hold together at all under usage.&nbsp; I had just completed the basic programming for the neural network when the company was purchased.&nbsp; I haven't had anything to test it on..."<br><br>Janet stood up and said, "Maybe this merger was a good idea."&nbsp; <br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>02-12-2008, 19:36:52</strong>
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				Herbert beamed brightly at Janet, as she leaned over to stroke the muscle.&nbsp; It had been a long time since he had received any sort of praise, or felt any sort of achievement. He was enthused, elated, excited- and a thousand other e words at once.&nbsp; And in the heat of the moment, he forgot himself.<br><br>"I've never had a lady over to my lab to stroke my muscle before," he said, in fake bravado, and immediately regretted it.&nbsp; A thought of Janet turning and touching his crotch passed through his mind.&nbsp; Herbert, startled with his own imagination, took a step backwards, and gulped audibly.&nbsp; "Sorry," he said softly, then mumbled almost inaudibly "off to a great start now Herbert."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>02-12-2008, 23:25:14</strong>
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				Janet stopped the smile that had begun to form at her lips.&nbsp; She recognized Herbert as one of those other geeks she'd dated in high school and college...she recognized him in herself even.&nbsp; She'd been awkward and ungaily, pimple-faced, glasses and braces as a teen.&nbsp; When she arrived at MIT in the fall of her freshman year, her face had miraculously undergone a change and she appeared amongst a plethora of men as a young, fairly pretty female.&nbsp; She was a sought after commodity in the halls of that overly testosterone ridden place.&nbsp; She hated it, actually.&nbsp; The attention was too much for her and she withdrew further into her shell, letting in only those in her dorm and a few personal friends.<br><br>She had managed to develop a long term relationship with David, who she had left eight months before.&nbsp; Hence, her joy at moving meant he was no longer at arms reach.&nbsp; He was thousands of miles away, and she felt she was coming out of the malaise of the break-up.&nbsp; The move to the company meant rejuvenation of her dream project whose funding had been cut.&nbsp; And now, a guy who had determined how to make the muscle mass actually work.<br><br>She said, "It's lovely...Herbert...it's even...warm to the touch.&nbsp; How did you ever get it to work?"&nbsp; She turned to him full of some amount of wonder.&nbsp; He must be a genius to have accomplished this.&nbsp; She ignored his other comments.&nbsp; No sense in causing him outright further embarrassment--he seemed to do that well enough on his own. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>03-12-2008, 05:18:56</strong>
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				"Luck, and olive oil."&nbsp; Herbert said, modestly.&nbsp; "I got the rubber made, and I got the muscles made, but for some reason or another, the damn thing would never hold together."&nbsp; He placed his hand next to Janet's poking sharply at the rubber.&nbsp; It jumped weakly in response.&nbsp; "Motion was just too abrasive, everything moving together would chafe the pieces.&nbsp; Synthetic oils wouldn't cut it, and motor oils- they'd kill the enzymes and the little bacterium that help carry current inside of there.&nbsp; I tried everything, even KY jelly, nothing worked.&nbsp; So finally I just threw in some olive oil, and it worked."<br><br>Herbert smiled brightly at Janet, and stood just a little bit taller.&nbsp; He had never felt remotely attractive in his life, but in the presence of this beautiful woman, well, he felt quite nice.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>03-12-2008, 17:40:07</strong>
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				"Olive oil?" she repeated, looking confused.&nbsp; "Are you serious?&nbsp; Olive oil?"<br><br>She touched it again and leaned forward to smell it.&nbsp; "Smells okay," she said, flushing brilliantly as her nose had immediately compared this newly formed mass of synthetic material to the 'realistic' dildo she had at home that stank of a sweet smelling plastic.&nbsp; This was so much better.&nbsp; She had a sudden image of a much improved sex toy run through her head, the program it would take to run it zipped into her head, nearly code complete.&nbsp; She bit her lower lip and looked up from the flesh and back up at Herbert.&nbsp; &nbsp;She hoped he could not read her mind.<br><br>"That's fucking brilliant, Herbert.&nbsp; I had a team of ten members working on this before the project was sidelined.&nbsp; No one thought of Olive oil..." she shook her head in admiration.<br><br>"So..." she said, thoughtfully looking him over, "Have you had any ideas for practical applications?"&nbsp; She wasn't about to tell him of the flash she'd had a moment ago.&nbsp; Surely this was the new bionic arm...bionic leg...the right infrastructure, her neural nets and his material would create the new generation of prosthetics.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>04-12-2008, 03:54:12</strong>
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				"I was actually thinking about using the synthetic muscles to enhance natural strength.&nbsp; You'd place some of this over your own arms like this-"&nbsp; He reached over to snatch up the muscle for a visual cue, and placed it over his bicep.&nbsp; He then flexed his arm, and the muscle flexed with it, creating an exaggerated, almost cartoonish bulge on his upper arm.&nbsp; Harold grinned and chuckled softly under his breath, and contemplated for a moment doing a Schwarzenegger impersonation.&nbsp; He wisely decided against it.<br><br>"They would probably ban it from sports, but you could give it to other people who need help too, like somebody who threw out their back and can't move furniture around the house anymore, or moving men, or just anybody."&nbsp; He smiled softly, and blushed a little.&nbsp; "There were a couple other applications too."&nbsp; He said, placing it back in her hand.&nbsp; "The same said suit could provide you with a nice massage.&nbsp; Great for relaxation."&nbsp; There was a short, awkward pause, as he ruffled his hair a little bit.&nbsp; "It could also enhance some other muscles if you like."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>04-12-2008, 18:03:51</strong>
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				Janet paused and looked at Herbert.&nbsp; Was that a come on?&nbsp; She wasn't sure, it was so subtle.&nbsp; And...well, he was kind of cute. <br><br>She cocked her head at him with a slight sparkle in her eye she asked, "I'm sorry, Herbert...I'm having a difficult time imagining what you might be talking about...perhaps you could show me...other muscles?"&nbsp; She shook her head as if she hadn't a clue as to what he might possibly be referring to.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>05-12-2008, 01:24:03</strong>
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				A rush of hot blood poured into Herbert's face, turning him as red as two tomatoes fucking.&nbsp; "Well, I mean-."&nbsp; He tried to make some sort of gesture with his hands that would relate what he was speaking about, but wouldn't seem obscene.&nbsp; After a few seconds, he realized that there wasn't any, and that the nature of his comment was in fact quite lude.&nbsp; "Well, you know," he stammered, finally.&nbsp; "For lonely guys.&nbsp; And women.&nbsp; Who- want their-"&nbsp; He dropped the muscle on the floor.&nbsp; It bounced a little, tensed, then flattened out.&nbsp; A small amount of olive oil splattered on the floor.<br><br>"Sexual uses."&nbsp; He admitted, finally, staring straight down at the ground.&nbsp; "Realistic, responsive, sexual uses."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>05-12-2008, 18:14:16</strong>
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				Janet felt bad at Herbert's sudden flush.&nbsp; She'd embarrassed the poor guy and here they had just met.&nbsp; She didn't want to push him, but she was childish in her own ways.&nbsp; She picked up the mass on the ground and wrapped it around her hand, considering his words.&nbsp; The market potential for this thing was enormous.<br><br>"I can see how it would work for guys..." she said at last.."But...for women?&nbsp; Wouldn't there need to be some infrastructure?&nbsp; I mean to make it...hard?" <br><br>The mass around her hand was warm and pleasurable enough, but there was no stiffness about it.&nbsp; She had said this in earnest, thinking about the actual marketability of any real products.&nbsp; She blushed, however, when she looked up at Herbert again.<br><br>"I mean..." her eyes widened and she laughed..."It's just that..." <br><br>She looked back down at the mass on her hand and scraped it back off towards Herbert.&nbsp; She backed away stammering excuses about unpacking and headed toward her office.&nbsp; She couldn't believe she'd just brought up sex toys with someone she'd met only five minutes before.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>06-12-2008, 00:07:11</strong>
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				Herbert reacted to the artificial muscle as if it were a dead fish or a hand grenade, bouncing it from hand to hand until it finally slipped from his fingers and hit the floor.&nbsp; He seriously considered leaving it there to rot for a moment, then leaned over and picked it up, placing it on Janet's clean desk.&nbsp; "About that," Herbert said, laughing a little.&nbsp; He was relieved that she wasn't taken aback by his comments.<br><br>"My muscle isn't always limp, you just have to turn it on," he said, reaching for the steel suitcase which had held the muscle, and set it on the desk next to the muscle.&nbsp; On top were a number of buttons, which he began to press.&nbsp; The thing began to move and twist, then finally contracted into a much more rigid state.&nbsp; "The controls are a little clumsy, but you'll find the technology's very versatile."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>06-12-2008, 00:18:40</strong>
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				Janet watched as the muscle took shape and form after he&nbsp; turned it on. "Hmmm..." she said, forgetting her previous embarrassment in her genuine interest in the workings of the muscle.&nbsp; She touched the muscle in its more rigid state and picked it up, feeling the changes in it that had taken place.&nbsp; She laughed outloud and said, "I wonder how many men wouldn't pay for that type of sudden erection!&nbsp; Wow..."&nbsp; She turned it over in her hands, her mind lost in the technology of the thing she was holding and forgetting the practical application they were discussing.<br><br>"I'm already seeing how I can improve this with the microprocessor we were on the brink of finishing.&nbsp; &nbsp;We'd actually started working&nbsp; on some new stuff that would allow someone to integrate voice technology as well as a controller.&nbsp; Imagine...giving it orders, Herbert!"<br><br>She looked at Herbert as she held the thing in her hand almost absentmindedly.&nbsp; Her eyes were shining with possibilities.&nbsp; Until she actually met his eyes..then she flushed deep crimson.&nbsp; Had she just used the word 'erection?'
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>06-12-2008, 00:53:39</strong>
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				<em>No, I wouldn't pay for that kind of instant erection.</em>&nbsp; Herbert thought to himself.&nbsp; <em>Don't need to.</em><br><br>Things had certainly taken a number of turns that Herbert would have never seen coming, and the poor man was almost unable to keep control of all the thoughts swirling around inside his head.&nbsp; An image of Janet holding <em>his own</em> muscle like that, commenting on it and praising it came to his mind, and he had to fight to shove it away.&nbsp; <em>Dead fish.&nbsp; He thought.&nbsp; Just think about dead fish and hope she doesn't look down.&nbsp; And for god's sake man, keep her mind busy.</em><br><br>"We- err, I was working on a way of writing in automatic responses.&nbsp; Like I was telling you earlier, you could place it over your arm and it would mimic your motions.&nbsp; I guess it would be possible to teach it to respond to touch in other ways too."&nbsp; He smiled.&nbsp; "But first we should really just focus on finishing the project.&nbsp; Let's not get too carried away with ourselves."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>08-12-2008, 17:23:09</strong>
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				Janet put her hand on the material again, appreciating it's velvety smoothness.&nbsp; <br><br>"Herbert," she said, looking at him with a serious face,"I have a feeling this...visioning meeting...is it one of those things where we get to justify what it is we'll be doing?&nbsp; I mean, is it really run by the marketing people who want to find out what it is they can sell, how to make a profit off whatever we are doing here?&nbsp; If so, then we need to make a list of five possible uses...everything from the new "chia pet" to stuff the DOD can use."<br><br>She smiled at him a bit awkwardly, "I have a feeling we might enjoy working together, Herbert.&nbsp; The reality, though, is most companies will only support projects that will bring in money." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>09-12-2008, 04:23:13</strong>
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				"Well, to be honest, I have no real idea what the actual purpose of a 'visioning meeting' really is, but I suppose you could be right, but I don't think the marketing department really cares about it.&nbsp; I think it's just for the people working on the project," Herbert said, slightly dazed.&nbsp; His eyes were stuck on Janet's hand coursing along the material.&nbsp; He bit his lip, hard.&nbsp; <br><em><br>Hit on her!</em> shouted a voice in his head.&nbsp; <em>Sexual harassment!</em> screamed another.&nbsp; <br><br>He began to tap his foot nervously.&nbsp; "You know, maybe it's best we put this away."&nbsp; He said, grabbing the muscle from Janet's hand and placing it in the steel case.&nbsp; He closed the box with an audible click, offering a nervous smile as an apology.<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>09-12-2008, 17:35:35</strong>
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				Janet watched as Herbert put the material away in its box.&nbsp; She was oddly attracted to it, and it disturbed her in a way she couldn't put her finger on it.&nbsp; She pushed her glasses up on her nose and looked around her little office.&nbsp; <br><br>"I suppose I could do some more unpacking...I'm not sure what else to do until we have some sort of idea where we are heading..."&nbsp; she reached into a box she hadn't emptied yet and pulled out her scale Enterprise, NCC-1701-A.&nbsp; She held it up by the monofilament thread she had used to hang it in her old office and looked doubtfully at the ceiling here.&nbsp; She'd need a step ladder.<br><br>She placed the ship on her desk and unwrapped several more. She'd made models of each of the television series main vessels.&nbsp; She had thought about making the intermittent versions used in the comic series and the like, but she felt that people would only recognize the A and the D.&nbsp; So, she had made the corresponding Klingon War Birds from each of the two major series.&nbsp; <br><br>"Herbert, do you know where I could get a ladder to hang stuff?" she asked, "I never feel truly comfortable in a place until my things are unpacked and set up on display."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>11-12-2008, 04:35:40</strong>
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				"Hold on, let me see if I can get you one."&nbsp; Herbert said, then turned and walked out the door.&nbsp; His feet made loud clacking noises along the cement floor of the long barren research wing.&nbsp; Because almost none of the products the corporation made actually came from inside the company, there was almost never anybody anyone around.&nbsp; The janitor only actually stopped by once or twice a week but had given Herbert the key as He had assured her that he could keep the place clean himself if it would keep her off of her pregnant feet.&nbsp; (She had neglected to tell Herbert that she was not, in fact, pregnant.&nbsp; It was much less work for her that way.)<br><br>Herbert liked the emptyness of the hallway.&nbsp; It gave him a chance to escape his work, each trip to the closet or the bathroom was like a mini-vacation.&nbsp; And while he walked, he thought.<br><br>What could the muscle be used for?&nbsp; He thought, and began to compose a list in his head.<br><br>1.&nbsp; Prosthetics.&nbsp; It could be used to craft a functioning hand for a missing arm.&nbsp; That was quite useful, and rather practical.&nbsp; Not such a large market though, most people still had their arms.<br><br>2.&nbsp; Enhancement. Herbert had already worked on using a muscle to augment a person's natural strength.&nbsp; There were many applications for this.<br><br>3.&nbsp; Robotics. Muscles could create more lifelike motions in android style robots, with humanoid or animal movement.<br><br>4.&nbsp; Pleasure...<br><br>"No Ladder, Janet."&nbsp; Herbert said, returning from his quest to the janitor closet.&nbsp; "But if you like, I can hold a chair steady while you stand on it."<br><br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>11-12-2008, 08:05:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet sucked in her lower lip as she contemplated the swivel chair and Herbert's likelihood of success.&nbsp; She decided to go ahead and try it just for the sake of getting her office into order.&nbsp; <br><br>"Okay...Let's push it over here," she said.&nbsp; She climbed up with the first model and managed to hook the end of the filament around the small metal frame that held the white insulation in place.&nbsp; She looped the slipknot around the end and let the ship dangle in place.&nbsp; She smiled down at Herbert.&nbsp; "That's one!&nbsp; Only three to go..."<br><br>She pointed to the next model and said,"Can you hand it to me?"&nbsp; <br><br>As Herbert let go to reach for the model, Janet felt the swivel of the chair.&nbsp; She flapped the air with her arms several times as she tried desperately to gain her balance, but she couldn't manage it as the chair began to swing more wildly.&nbsp; She leaned forward and ended up throwing herself against Herbert, who managed to catch her awkwardly.&nbsp; Her glasses were askew and their faces were only an inch apart. Janet turned into a frozen statue just then, unable to move out of sheer shock at the quickness of her fall and the fact that her new coworker was holding her in an a compromising situation. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>17-12-2008, 07:28:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert lay stunned, on the floor.&nbsp; He had managed to catch Janet, but he hadn't managed to do so gracefully, or keep himself upright in the process.&nbsp; So he landed hard, with one hand pinned awkwardly at his stomach by Janet's breasts, the other one clutching tight against her waist.&nbsp; His erection, which he had disappeared during the long abandoned walk to the janitor's closet, was making attempts to regrow itself.&nbsp; Herbert payed it no attention as it prodded politely against Janet's thigh.<br><br>"Are you all right?"&nbsp; He asked softly, making no attempt to stand or lighten his grip on Janet's waist.&nbsp; "That was a kind of hard fall."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>17-12-2008, 20:31:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet didn't move as she considered Herbert's question.&nbsp; &nbsp;She took a quick moment to do a self-diagnostic before lifting her chest off of Herbert's pinned arm.&nbsp; <br><br>"Well...I suppose that's a lesson in office safety and why ladders were invented, eh?"&nbsp; She asked.<br><br>"Sorry about that...I'm fine...are you okay?" she asked as she sat up further only to find herself straddling Herbert in a rather awkward position.&nbsp; Her short skirt had managed to lift itself up along the upper reaches of her thighs, and, even more embarrassing was she could feel Herbert's rather obvious male reaction continuing to increase against her.&nbsp; <br><br>Blushing bright red, she slipped her knee under her and pushed herself into a standing position, not quite realizing that this would give Herbert, who lay sprawled on the floor, an exceedingly explicit view of her lacy and rather sexy underwear.&nbsp; She reached down to offer him a hand up. <br><br>"Perhaps we should wait on hanging any more until we find a ladder," she said.&nbsp; She glanced at the clock as she smoothed out her skirt.&nbsp; "It looks like it's lunch time...I don't suppose you could direct me to a decent place to eat?"&nbsp; &nbsp;<br><br>She bit her lip and quickly added,"Or perhaps join me?"&nbsp; He was cute, and well, what she had felt underneath her a moment ago had been rather promising.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>18-12-2008, 06:36:45</strong>
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				Herbert, a true gentleman, attempted to look away from the enticing lace of Janet's undergarb as best he could by turning his head to the side as he accepted her hand.&nbsp; He pulled himself to a sitting position quickly, with Janet still straddling him.&nbsp; His face got caught in her skirt for a half second, before he dropped her hand and scuttled back a few feet.<br><br>"I usually pack my lunch-"&nbsp; Herbert admitted, from the ground.&nbsp; He blushed slightly, then stood up, dusting off his lab coat with his hands.&nbsp; "But if you like, we could go look for something together."&nbsp; A sly grin appeared on his face.&nbsp; "We could take my motorcycle if you like."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>18-12-2008, 07:29:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet quickly glanced at her short skirt and smoothed it flat.&nbsp; She thought of what it would take to get on a motorcycle and decided it would be long enough to cover her private parts.&nbsp; If he got on first she could climb behind him....<br><br>"Well, I suppose...if you have an extra helmet," she replied, realizing this was highly unlikely.&nbsp; "Or we could take my car.&nbsp; It has two seats in front."&nbsp; Did she just say that?&nbsp; She laughed at her needless comment and added,"If you don't mind.&nbsp; I hate to eat alone and it is my first day."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>23-12-2008, 22:59:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I do have an extra helmet, although I haven't driven with a rider in a good sixteen years," Herbert admitted.&nbsp; "So I think the best course of action is to take your car.&nbsp; As for food, if you're thinking thrifty we do have a number of chain restaurants nearby, but if you like," Herbert paused a moment, tallying invisible numbers in his head.&nbsp; "There is a nice Italian place down Front Street a ways with a great atmosphere.&nbsp; If you drive, I'll buy you your meal.&nbsp; Sound nice?"<br><br>It was a bit of a risk.&nbsp; The restaurant he had in mind was notoriously classy, with a suffocatingly romantic atmosphere.&nbsp; Going there with Janet might start rumors if they had co-workers.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>24-12-2008, 06:07:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll admit to a weakness for good food...and you don't have to pay my way, Herbert.&nbsp; Wait until we go on a real date for that, okay?" she said, looking away with a slight blush.&nbsp; "My car is clean enough for two.&nbsp; And Italian sounds fantastic."<br><br>She took off her white lab coat and hung it up on the coat wrack.&nbsp; She&nbsp; turned away briefly and bent over to pick up her purse, giving Herbert a good view of her long legs underneath her skirt.<br><br>She stood back up and held up her car keys.&nbsp; "Ah...this is what we need..."<br><br>She motioned for him to lead the way to the parking lot.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>28-12-2008, 21:15:31</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert stared as she rummaged through her purse on the ground, taking every chance he could to adore her sweet long legs while her attention was elsewhere.&nbsp; He himself had been in quite good shape, up until the last few months.&nbsp; But as the work pile stacked higher and higher, and he was given no lab assistant, his body's needs were not met, and his figure began to deteriorate.&nbsp; He removed his lab coat, threw it at his desk and looked down to inspect his own body.&nbsp; His stomach, which had once sported something which might be considered a six-pack in the puniest of senses now sported a small keg.&nbsp; His arms, naturally thick and strong, were a little thicker now too, as were his thighs.&nbsp; He was in that magical realm between normal and large, where one could not justify either staying the way they were or losing weight.&nbsp; He grunted softly to himself, then returned his gaze to Janet, just in time to catch her pulling herself upright.&nbsp; She was a very fine woman.<br><br>___<br><br>"You know," Said Herbert, gazing about the parking lot.&nbsp; "I think that idea for a sex toy might be a good one," he smiled softly.&nbsp; "But how do you know that thing would even feel good?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>28-12-2008, 21:29:32</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet couldn't help but take a quick look as Herbert removed his lab coat.&nbsp; His underlying structure was promising, though it was clear he'd softened around the middle just a little bit.&nbsp; She could tell he leaned toward being fit.&nbsp; She wondered if he might enjoy riding bikes together sometime.&nbsp; Her apartment wasn't so far from the office that it wouldn't be impossible for her to ride to work some days.<br><br>Janet pointed to her car as Herbert asked his very provocative question.&nbsp; &nbsp;"How would I know?&nbsp; Well...when I touched it it...felt very much like human skin...and, I do have an imagination...Though it would be very interesting to design some clinical trials--some studies with men and women testing it..."&nbsp; &nbsp;The question had surprised her and turned her on at the same time.&nbsp; She felt a warmth between her legs as she imagined just what that thing could do.&nbsp; If it could morph inside her...<br><br>She unlocked the door to her car with a click on her keychain and slipped inside.&nbsp; As they clipped their seatbelts, she turned toward Herbert and said, hardly believing it herself as she did so, " Of course the only real way of knowing is to...try it out in the suggested application...Do you think it would work as is, Herbert, or would modifications need to be made?"&nbsp; She looked at him quickly before turning her attention to the car and pulling out of her space.&nbsp; <br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>28-12-2008, 21:46:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A rush of sexual excitement hit Herbert like a train, overpowering his thought processes and frying his mind.&nbsp; For a few awkward seconds he sat numbly, trying repeatedly to click his seatbelt into place.&nbsp; "Well uh, I..."&nbsp; He flustered, turning bright red.&nbsp; "Might need to-&nbsp; I'd have to be in the room - I" <em>Click!</em>&nbsp; Both the seatbelt and his mind finally snapped back into focus.<br><br>"First we'd need to make a new casing for it, as the current one is rather rectangular.&nbsp; Though I can make up a new casing in a little less than an hour."&nbsp; He coughed, and placed one hand against his forehead, wiping a spot of sweat away from it.&nbsp; "There's another problem though.&nbsp; You don't know how to handle the muscle, or run it or program it.&nbsp; I'd either have to be in the room with you or spend a couple days training you on using it."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>28-12-2008, 23:19:01</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet glanced at Herbert briefly as she turned onto the main road.&nbsp; &nbsp;She had an inkling about where they were heading and followed the main street to the part of town Herbert had indicated earlier.<br><br>"Well...of course.&nbsp; I would like to experience what you have already done before I try to integrate any of my own programing.&nbsp; I think what we should do after lunch is come up with a male and female prototype.&nbsp; If nothing else, it would be nice to show the group some ideas we have.&nbsp; Sex always sells, Herbert.&nbsp; Of course, we could ask to postpone the meeting. Ask management to give us a few days to work out a couple of optional prototypes for example.&nbsp; We could spend the next couple of days working hard at a couple of viable specimens."<br><br>Her mind was all work, but her body was beginning to be excited by the possibilities of what could happen at work.&nbsp; <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>29-12-2008, 02:11:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Her long, slender arms leading up to her shoulders, then down to her breasts.&nbsp; She had a strange smile, and a warm expression.&nbsp; He wondered if she might be turned on.&nbsp; <br><br>"So you're going to be trying it out by yourself then?" asked Herbert, attempting to keep the disappointment out of his voice.&nbsp; He failed, noticeably, and turned bright red.&nbsp; "Never mind."&nbsp; He mumbled quickly, and turning his gaze away from Janet.&nbsp; <br><em>"Sexual Harassment!&nbsp; Sexual Harassment!&nbsp; SEXUAL HARASSMENT!"</em>&nbsp; Screamed a voice in his head.&nbsp; He'd been much too forward already.&nbsp; He had only known this woman for a few hours, and already he was offering to buy her lunch and stare at her as she inserted strange new technology between her legs.&nbsp; If he was going to get sued, he was already going to get sued.<br><br>"Turn right in a couple blocks."&nbsp; Herbert said, suddenly.&nbsp; "There's an adult shop down there, and I'm going to need a mold if we're going to make a muscle of the suitable shape and size."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>29-12-2008, 07:08:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet turned where Herbert had motioned and pulled up in front of the adult shop.&nbsp; It was a brick building with windows up high, and even those were darkened so you could not see inside.&nbsp; The front of the shop had a display of female mannequins dressed in lingerie that left nothing to the imagination.&nbsp; She paused outside for a moment and turned to Herbert,"Do you think the company will reimburse you?&nbsp; I mean...couldn't you use something else for a mold?"<br><br>She looked up and down the street as if some penis shaped mold would present itself to her, and that's when she paused facing Herbert.&nbsp; "You...you could be the mold...couldn't you?"&nbsp; she asked.<br><br>Then she flushed a bit,"Or would that be...awkward...Making a mold on yourself...or, perhaps I could..."&nbsp; Then she turned toward the door and back to Herbert again.&nbsp; THis time she was totally flustered and hung awkwardly between the door to the shop and her car, not knowing really exactly what to do.<br><br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>29-12-2008, 07:42:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, uh-"&nbsp; Herbert was flabbergasted.&nbsp; He hadn't the faintest idea how to reply to this professionally, although he did have a number of unprofessional responses, such as <em>"Well, I could hardly do it myself."</em> or <em>"We'd take a model of it hard, wouldn't we, you'd need to help out with that!" </em>and even <em>"Wouldn't you like to quality test my penis first?&nbsp; So you know that you're not building it off of a dysfunctional model?"</em>&nbsp; But he said none of these things.&nbsp; What he did say was ultimately more damning.<br><br>"Janet," he asked quietly.&nbsp; "I'm coming onto you.&nbsp; Are you trying to come onto me?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>29-12-2008, 18:48:02</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet stopped in mid-spin between the building and Herbert.&nbsp; "Coming onto you?" she repeated, her eyes opening wide.&nbsp; She swallowed slowly and her mouth opened and closed several times--like a fish out of water gasping to breath.&nbsp; She looked down at her feet and back at Herbert again.<br><br>She was completely embarrassed. "I..." she didn't know what to say.&nbsp; As she reflected on what she had just said, it seemed very brazen to her.&nbsp; "I...suppose..." <br><br>She fidgeted and finally sputtered,"I wasn't meaning to."&nbsp; It came out harsher than she had meant.&nbsp; She had meant it to be an apology, as if she had come on to him by mistake.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh...Herbert...that's not how I meant it...I...I was getting caught up in the possibilities...and...you are a man....it just..."&nbsp; She knew she was making absolutely no sense.&nbsp; She looked down at her hands and said, quietly and after a moment of actually thinking before speaking,"Herbert...I am very interested in the possibilities of this project.&nbsp; Talking about...sex...sex toys..naturally leads one to thinking about sex. And...well...I would be...very interested in working very closely with you on developing a viable product.&nbsp; It would have to work, and, I think, it would be fun if we...fully tested out our theories....together."&nbsp; <br><br>She felt like such a dork. Why couldn't she just admit she was just a horny woman who was near a man, in close proximity to a sex-toy store and her thighs were trembling from excitement?&nbsp; She looked up at Herbert quickly and back toward the door of the toy shop.<br><br>"Perhaps we should look at the competition..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>29-12-2008, 22:36:22</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert stared blankly at Janet, his lips slightly parted.&nbsp; He was totally unsure whether her answer was a yes or a no, and totally unsure how to respond.&nbsp; It took a few moments of dazed wondering until Herbert realized the truth- that this woman was just as confounded as he was, or worse.&nbsp; Which, naturally, would mean that she had a conflict of interests, or something of the sort, which further suggested that yes, Janet had been coming onto him but was uncomfortable with the ordeal.&nbsp; But despite Herbert's new understanding of Janet's motives, he was still totally unsure of how to respond.<br><em><br>I should have convinced her to give my penis a test run.&nbsp; That would have kept things so much less complicated.</em>&nbsp; He thought.&nbsp; <em>That offer's probably closed for a while anyways.</em>&nbsp; He glanced at the sex shop, then back over to Janet, then back over to the sex shop, and once again back to Janet.&nbsp; Then he closed his eyes, let out a long deep sigh, and began to dig his grave even deeper.<br><br>"So, do you want to go inside and pick out a model for the muscle, or should we use this as an opportunity to work more closely together?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>29-12-2008, 22:55:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet bit her lower lip and looked at Herbert again. She dug her toe into the dirt beneath her a little bit.&nbsp; "Oh...Herbert.....I don't want to go inside there...not really...and...you are..."<br><br>She rolled her eyes and let out a huge sigh and felt a sudden resolve in her.&nbsp; All this talk about sex toys and molds and such had made her more than interested.&nbsp; "How about we...go back to the lab...establish an erection on you...and see if you can keep it up long enough to get a decent mold off of you.&nbsp; You can show me how and I can do the work...."<br><br>She blinked at her words.&nbsp; They had come out much more clinical than she had meant them to.&nbsp; Had she actually said "establish an erection?"&nbsp; Yikes.&nbsp; That wasn't very romantic even if the words did indicate some sense of interest on her part.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>29-12-2008, 23:51:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet had already helped Herbert to establish an erection, but he had already secured an extremely interesting day, to say the least.&nbsp; He had no present need to push the topic further, however, there was no harm in a little flattery.&nbsp; "I'm sure you will have no problem doing that."&nbsp; Herbert said with a cunning smile, then turned back to buckle himself into the passenger seat of the car.&nbsp; "But if you're going to do that, I insist on letting me buy you lunch."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>30-12-2008, 00:25:12</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"LUnch?"&nbsp; she looked at him as if she didn't understand him for a moment.&nbsp; Food was never at the very front of her mind when she was working.&nbsp; Her mind was all entangled with the possibilities of programming that flesh...The images of it acting like a male penis and yet...different...bulging in different directions...corkscrew effects...She shook herself from her own reverie...<br><br>"Oh. yes...we haven't had lunch yet, have we?"&nbsp; Janet asked with an embarrassed laugh.&nbsp; &nbsp;As she buckled herself into the car again she turned to Herbert and said, "You know, Herbert...this has been a very unusual first day for me so far.."<br><br>She pulled out of the parking lot and headed toward the direction he had pointed earlier.&nbsp; "Yes..indeed.&nbsp; Most unusual, but certainly interesting...."<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>30-12-2008, 00:44:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				It was obvious to Herbert that Janet's mind was far from her driving.&nbsp; He could hardly blame her though, he was certain that if he were at the wheel they would have crashed already.&nbsp; His mind was on Janet, establishing his erection.&nbsp; <em>How would she do it?</em>&nbsp; Dozens of methods coursed through his mind.<br><em><br>She would kiss him, passionately, then sliding a hand against his chest and stomach, before kneeling to plant the mold on his erection.&nbsp; She'd perform a tease, slowly removing her clothing until he was fully erect, then she would make him administer the mold himself while she danced.&nbsp; She would apply the mold with her own mouth-</em><br><br>This last one was pure fantasy, and Herbert knew it.&nbsp; The membrane wouldn't take form with Janet sucking on it.&nbsp; He glanced over at Janet.&nbsp; "Do you want to just grab food to go, and get back to work?"&nbsp; He asked her.&nbsp; "We can save the fancy Italian restaurant for an actual date, if you like."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>30-12-2008, 01:09:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				A drive through sounded good to Janet at this point.&nbsp; "Oh...yes...that's a good idea, Herbert...can you direct me to something?&nbsp; I don't really know my way around here yet..."&nbsp; She followed his directions to a fast food chain.&nbsp; She ordered for herself and the let Herbert lean over her to order for himself.&nbsp; She knew that she could have ordered for him, but she couldn't help herself.&nbsp; She leaned back in her seat and jutted her chest up just a little bit more toward him, knowing he'd have a clear view down her blouse.<br><br>She could smell a gentle scent on him...clean..and musky perhaps?&nbsp; An aftershave? Or even a deodorant...she wasn't sure, but her eyelids fluttered closed for a moment.<br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>30-12-2008, 01:23:55</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert leaned over a little further than he had to, and placed a hand on Janet's thigh to 'steady himself', rubbing the fabric of her skirt between his forefinger and thumb.&nbsp; Once he had ordered, the hand remained, stroking Janet's thigh, leaving only for a moment while he placed their food at his feet.&nbsp; The motion was awkward, and perhaps a little rough.&nbsp; Herbert had never been very well aquainted with the intricacies of pleasing a woman, but the intent was there, and his hands were soft and smooth.&nbsp; He shot Janet a quiet smile, then traced his hand under Janet's skirt to massage her inner thigh.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>30-12-2008, 01:35:28</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet glanced down at Herbert's hand on her thigh.&nbsp; She said nothing but smiled gently at him.&nbsp; She shifted in her seat before pulling out onto the street.&nbsp; Her skirt rode up higher on her legs, almost to the point where she could see her own underwear peeking out. <br><br>"So, tell me Herbert..is putting your hand on my thigh creating the desired erection we need for the mold?&nbsp; Or do you need further...stimulation?"&nbsp; She intended for it to sound clinical...a game perhaps for them to play or focus around.<br>&nbsp; <br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>30-12-2008, 01:51:48</strong>
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				The calm, quiet part of him was stunned into submission, utterly shock with the goings on of the day, leaving his libido free to act on its own.&nbsp; "The erection is definitely established."&nbsp; He nodded down to his lap, which was sporting a large bulge.&nbsp; He pressed his hand against her crotch.&nbsp; It was warm, and wet.&nbsp; He resisted the urge to bring his hand to his nose and smell it, and instead simply rubbed at Janet's womanhood in awe, exploring the moist folds for the first time in his life.&nbsp; <br><br>With this thought, the calm collected part of his personality regained control, and Herbert timidly returned his hand to his own lap.&nbsp; "I..."&nbsp; He paused, blushing bright red.&nbsp; "This is all..."&nbsp; He coughed.&nbsp; "I haven't really gotten around to having sex before."&nbsp; He blurted, then smiled faintly.&nbsp; "Sorry, I probably just killed the mood didn't I?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>30-12-2008, 02:07:00</strong>
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				Janet looked at him with a bit of disbelief in her eyes..."Are you serious?&nbsp; Herbert?&nbsp; You. never..you...How old are you?" she asked, unable to contain herself.&nbsp; &nbsp;She looked down at his hand between her legs in slight shock...a virgin hand,even?&nbsp; A virgin?&nbsp; This was too good to be true.&nbsp; Images of Herbert at the lab...playing with him, toying with him and the flesh mass and the new toy..<br><br>"You have no idea how lucky you are...Herbert..." she said, a slow predatory smile growing across her face.&nbsp; "Have you never even touched a woman like this before?"<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>30-12-2008, 08:40:46</strong>
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				"Not really."&nbsp; Herbert said, awkwardly.&nbsp; His eyes couldn't seem to decide on a focus, and flitted from out the window, to Janet's face, to her ample breasts, down to her moist panties, and then down to his own erection.&nbsp; It was definitely noticeable, Herbert realized, and suddenly ashamed attempted to cover it with his hands.&nbsp; It was hard, and hot like it hadn't been in a long time.&nbsp; Slightly moist as well, he realized.&nbsp; He smiled sheepishly.&nbsp; "The touching was all right though, wasn't it?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>30-12-2008, 22:56:23</strong>
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				Janet moved his hands away from his noticeable erection.&nbsp; "Of course it was okay Herbert.&nbsp; Think about what we have been talking about for hours already...Anyone would be wanting to have sex after our conversation..."<br><br>She looked at the bulge in his pants and said,"I think that will make quite a lovely mold, Herbert.&nbsp; Why don't we get back to work...you show me how to make the mold.&nbsp; Then we have that stupid meeting--once the meeting is over...our real...collaboration can begin..."<br><br>She reached over and gave the bulge a gentle little squeeze before unbuckling her seatbelt.&nbsp; "Grab our lunches, will you?"<br><br>Janet was filled with excitement over the fact that she was, for once, 'the experienced one.'&nbsp; She had learned quite a few tricks from her last boyfriend, and was thrilled to put them to use.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>02-01-2009, 03:54:26</strong>
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				"Yes ma'am."&nbsp; Herbert said, slyly.&nbsp; On his first attempt to exit the vehicle, he forgot to unbuckle himself, and nearly slammed his face against the pavement.&nbsp; He was able to right himself quickly though, and was promptly walking behind Janet, shifting his gaze from her gorgeous legs, to her chest, up to her face and hair.&nbsp; He escorted her wordlessly back to the lab with silent anticipation.<br><br>For all the excitement though, it also made Herbert nervous.&nbsp; Sex with a co-worker, in the lab, on her first day of work even was easily a firing offense.&nbsp; Entering the building, Herbert became suddenly cautious, scanning nervously for any co-workers who might provide to be voyeurs.&nbsp; Luckily, the long fluorescent lit halls of the research department were devoid of all other life.&nbsp; He could take Janet here, press her against the wall, and kiss her firmly if he liked, with virtually no risk.&nbsp; They could probably get away with the whole act if they wanted.&nbsp; Herbert bit his lip, and decided against it, and continued plodding after Janet, gazing nervously from side to side.<br><br>The massive lock of the laboratory door with an audible "clunk", then stood, facing Janet with a face flushed with anticipation and embarrassment.&nbsp; His fingers began fumbling at his leather belt.&nbsp; "There's a mold in the bottom drawer of my desk."&nbsp; Herbert said.&nbsp; "On the left side."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>02-01-2009, 22:58:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet wasn't at all nervous about where they were heading. When Herbert began to fidget with his belt buckle, she looked back and forth between their lunch bags and his buckle a few times before deciding that what was behind his buckle was more interesting to her than what was in the little paper sack.&nbsp; She went over to his desk and bent over, stretching the back of her thighs out as she did so.&nbsp; She pulled out the mold and turned around to face him.<br><br>She pretended to not be too interested in his state of dress and managed to figure out how to open the mold and get it ready for him.&nbsp; "I suppose all you really need to do, is put your erect penis in the mold and let it set for a few minutes.&nbsp; You'll need to keep it erect long enough for the shape to stay though..."<br><br>She looked at Herbert and said,"I wonder...I think you need something to keep you erect...perhaps a visual stimulus?&nbsp; Some nude pictures?&nbsp; The computer has such small images..."<br><br>She looked at him thoughtfully for a moment,"Oh..I know...what if I...uhm...masturbate for you while the mold sets...would that keep it hard enough do you think?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 00:19:54</strong>
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				A combination of anxiety and adrenaline was causing Herbert's hands to shake uncontrollably, causing him great difficulty with his belt.&nbsp; Finally, the belt came undone, and Herberts pants dropped to the floor.&nbsp; His boxers were quick to follow.<br><br>The air inside the lab was a little cold, and he could feel goosebumps building up on his thighs.&nbsp; His face felt hot though, and bringing his hand up to touch his cheek he realized that he must be as red faced as a demon.&nbsp; He smiled timidly, and glanced down at his penis.&nbsp; It wasn't an exceptionally large penis, though it wasn't terribly short either, and it was fully erect pointing straight at Janet.&nbsp; The head was shiny and wet, a few beads of precum sat pooled inside the foreskin.&nbsp; <br><br>Herbert kicked his feet, attempting to shuffle the pants off his legs with his shoes still on.&nbsp; After a few moments, he gave up, and stared at Janet.&nbsp; "Would it be alright," he asked nervously, "if you held the mold in place while I played with your hair and talked with you?"&nbsp; He smiled sheepishly.&nbsp; "If you like afterwards I can help you masturbate."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 01:29:40</strong>
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				Janet said, "Absolutely...that makes perfect sense...I hadn't really thought it through.."&nbsp; She flushed in embarrassment at having gone so lewd and open so fast.&nbsp; "If you want to play with my hair, I'd like that...actually."<br><br>Janet unpinned the bun and let her hair fall free to bounce along her shoulders.&nbsp; She shook her hair a bit to let the natural wave kick up and fall into place.&nbsp; She walked up to Herbert and took a long look at his penis.&nbsp; She'd never seen a cock with foreskin before.&nbsp; She'd managed a long run of circumcised men in her life, and here she was, a nicely sized cock in front of her and no idea what to do next.&nbsp; She was a bit flummoxed.<br><br>She placed her free hand on his penis, and stroked it gently. Her eyes grew round as she moved the foreskin ever so gently. ""I've never seen a foreskin before, Herbert..."&nbsp; She moved the skin a little bit away from the head of his penis and touched the liquid that had pulled there.&nbsp; She hadn't realized just how fascinated she'd be in it. "Where does it go during sex?" she asked, curious.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 06:07:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As Janet placed her hand on his penis, Herbert suddenly experienced a hot sensation which bordered on extreme ticklishness.&nbsp; His eyes crossed, and he began to breathe heavily, nearly falling backwards with the pleasant surprise.&nbsp; He brought his hands down to rest gently on Janet's head, and brought them coursing through her thick soft hair.&nbsp; He cooed softly with pleasure, then traced his hand gently down the side of her face.<br><br>"I don't know.&nbsp; I've never done it before, but-" Herbert said, "After you take the mold we can find out."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 06:38:40</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet was slightly taken aback.&nbsp; "But..." she wondered, how will they see.&nbsp; If it was inside her..then..&nbsp; She stroked it a little more and said, rather clinically, "I believe it's as hard as any I've ever felt before."<br><br>She opened the mold casing and placed the end firmly against his testicles and brought the cover down across his penis.&nbsp; She held it firmly with both hands, glanced at her watch and said, "Okay...it needs 8-ten minutes to make the mold firm enough."&nbsp; <br><br>She cocked her head to the side and caressed his hand with her cheek.&nbsp; "So...Herbert...what do you need to..uhm...maintain your erection?&nbsp; What can I do to help?" 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>03-01-2009, 20:54:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert could hardly believe what was happening.&nbsp; He'd had a girlfriend once upon a time, and they had kissed and everything, but she had never touched him like this.&nbsp; A strong, primal instinct began to arise in Herbert, as he suddenly felt the urge to tackle Janet and rip her clothes off.<br><br>Before he could succumb, however, he was interrupted by an unpleasant sensation.&nbsp; The mold was designed to be placed over inanimate materials, not human flesh.&nbsp; It squeezed Herbert's cock tightly, and placed a little too much pressure on his testicles.&nbsp; It was slightly painful, and rather cold.&nbsp; Herbert winced, and grunted softly, gripping Janet's hair tightly in his fist.&nbsp; As soon as it was pressed though, the pressure eased considerably, and he was able to sigh in relief.&nbsp; "That kind of hurt."&nbsp; Herbert said pleasantly.&nbsp; "And it's cold."<br><br>Herbert reached down and gripped the mold himself, holding it onto his erect penis.&nbsp; "Here, let me hold this, and you can try to keep me hard."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>05-01-2009, 21:09:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet hissed lowly as he grabbed her hair, her pussy turned on and began to throb gently as the pain stretched over her scalp.&nbsp; She let Herbert take the mold and pondered how she could keep him hard without actually touching his penis.&nbsp; He released her hair as he grabbed the mold.&nbsp; She looked around the office and found a CD player.&nbsp; She clicked it on and wasn't too surprised to hear Debussy's "Girl with the Flaxen Colored Hair" fill the room.<br><br>She began to sway to the music, a lovely lilting version with a violinist and piano even though it was originally written for piano, she loved this particular adaptation.&nbsp; She began to remove her clothing as she danced, undulating her hips and looking at Herbert with a new hunger in her eyes.&nbsp; She removed her glasses and ran her hands through her long hair.&nbsp; She took off her skirt first, letting her silk blouse cover her bottom while she danced.&nbsp; Turning so that her back was to Herbert, she lifted the shirt up her hips to reveal rather normal underwear.&nbsp; She hadn't thought she'd be dressing for sex when she picked out her clothing that morning.<br><br>Still, she hoped the swaying of her hips would make up for the boring cotton undies.&nbsp; She unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall to the ground before turning around to face Herbert.&nbsp; At least her bra was lace, even though it was skin toned, it had elements of sexy to it.&nbsp; She unhooked her bra and fondled her own nipples as she&nbsp; moved closer to Herbert.&nbsp; <br><br>She lifted a breast toward his mouth, "Here&nbsp; Herbert..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 01:46:54</strong>
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				<em>She won't have to work hard.</em>&nbsp; Herbert thought to himself, glancing down at his penis.&nbsp; She's had me hard almost all day.&nbsp; I don't think eight more minutes will really be much of a problem.&nbsp; He looked up, and nearly gasped.&nbsp; "Oh, please don't-"&nbsp; Herbert called, as Janet examined his music player, but he couldn't finish his sentence in time. Janet had hit play, and there was nothing he could do to stop the music.&nbsp; But instead of laughing, Janet began to dance.&nbsp; And as she danced, Herbert found himself wanting to reach up and pull her to him, but his hands were tied.&nbsp; His penis ached, he wanted to grab it, touch it, rub it, more than ever.&nbsp; The sight of Janet was intoxicating.&nbsp; He had the feeling that eight minutes was going to be a long, long time.<br><br>Herbert leaned over, attempting to grasp the breast between his lips.&nbsp; Herbert already had his back pressed firmly against the wall, and couldn't lean over without pushing Janet aside, and Janet was fair deal shorter than he was so despite her ample cleavage, Herbert was unable to bring his lips to her tit.&nbsp; Instead he bent ever so slightly, and placed his lips against Janet's neck and kissed her softly.&nbsp; Her perfume hit him like a hammer, and he moaned audibly.&nbsp; He pulled back for a moment, with a wide grin on his face, then dove down again, bestowing a much rougher kiss on her throat.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 02:23:21</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet hadn't realized what a stretch it would be for Herbert to reach her breasts.&nbsp; She dropped her hands from them and let them bounce gently against his chest instead.&nbsp; His firs kiss on her neck sent tingles down her spine.&nbsp; His second kiss, much rougher than the first was positively electrifying.<br><br>"Oh Herbert..." Janet said with surprise.&nbsp; She had thought it would be fun to play with him a bit, but she was getting very aroused doing the dancing and then having his lips touch her neck.&nbsp; She purred a little in the back of her throat.&nbsp; "Okay...just four more minutes, and then we can take the mold off...and...and..."<br><br>She smiled and said, "and then...we can...uhm...relieve that erection of yours..."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>06-01-2009, 07:30:00</strong>
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				<em>You just met her!&nbsp; This is strange!&nbsp; Awkward!&nbsp; What do I say when we're finished?&nbsp; What do I say now?&nbsp; What do I-</em>&nbsp; Herbert was panicking.&nbsp; It was too new, too much, and he had no idea how much he was stepping over the line.&nbsp; He began to pant, heavily, and his muscles began to clench as a nervous overload shocked through his body.&nbsp; He clenched his eyes shut, then opened them again.&nbsp; Janet was naked, pressing herself up against him, and as far as Herbert could tell, absolutely turned on.&nbsp; He couldn't be doing that bad, could he?<br><br>Herbert shifted the position of the mold so that he could grip the it with only his left hand.&nbsp; "Hold the mold for me," Herbert said, guiding Janet's hands to the mold.&nbsp; As soon as she had taken it, he wrapped his arms around her and began to bestow her shoulders and neck with a barrage of nips and kisses.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>07-01-2009, 18:24:02</strong>
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				"That's it, Herbert..." Janet cooed as she took the mold in her hands and let him kiss her.&nbsp; She was focused on the matter at hand in a nearly clinical sense until he nibbled at her neck.&nbsp; because&nbsp; she was turned on, it hadn't occurred to her to think through the reality of the situation. She very focused on making the mold and what would happen next.&nbsp; She was already thinking about how she could program it and make it move and undulate.<br><br>She looked over Herbert's shoulder at the clock behind them.&nbsp; "Just another moment, Herbert...Hang in there..."&nbsp; She dropped her lips to his neck and placed a kiss there.&nbsp; One of comfort more than lust.&nbsp; She was sure this must be very difficult for him.&nbsp; A virgin, too.<br><br>She could tell he was remaining erect with the discomfort and all.&nbsp; "You know, Herbert...this is a very good sign, actually.&nbsp; I doubt if most men could remain erect given the circumstances.&nbsp; I mean...something clamped against your cock can't be exactly comfortable...Hmmm...Time's about up..."<br><br>And then Janet had a disturbing thought..."Oh...dear...Herbert? I hope this isn't a problem, but we didn't put any...uhm...mold release on you.....do you think it will be a problem taking the mold off?"&nbsp; <br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>08-01-2009, 01:53:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Don't worry, the mold isn't sticky, it shouldn't be able to grab onto anything."&nbsp; He unclasped the hooks that held the two parts of the mold together, then tugged lightly.&nbsp; The top half came off neatly, and he set it on the floor. The bottom half however, was stuck.&nbsp; Herbert winced as he tried to maneuver the device free from the underside of his manhood.&nbsp; "Except," he gasped, grasping his testicles gently in his hand "these."<br><br>He picked the first half back up from the floor, and waddled slowly over to Janet's desk, before setting them down.&nbsp; He turned back to smile sheepishly at Janet.&nbsp; "How were you planning to relieve me of my erection?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>08-01-2009, 02:08:57</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet was perplexed. "I uhm.." she peered at the mold stuck to his testicles, hanging underneath like a stray obscene sort of object.&nbsp; She was more concerned that he must be in pain from the mold sticking to him, and could hardly believe he still had an erection.<br><br>She began to make little small laughs.&nbsp; Those hysterical sort of embarrassed laughs one resorts to by accident when there seems to be little to say.&nbsp; Or uncomfortable to say.&nbsp; "I'm sorry...I'm not laughing" sputter...giggle..."at you, Herbert...it's just..." <br><br>She turned away to get a grip on herself.&nbsp; She didn't want Herbert to feel bad, and she didn't want to seem mean or anything.&nbsp; She closed her lips tightly over her teeth and turned back around.&nbsp; The site of the poor guy with the mold still there...sort of dangling...<br><br>"Well..." she said, managing to sound calm enough even to her..."I was thinking of perhaps...using&nbsp; my mouth...you know...fellatio."<br><br>She dropped to her knees in front of him and said, "Do...you think it would help if I...went ahead? Or...should we try to get that part undone somehow...?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>08-01-2009, 23:10:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert had never had a blowjob before.&nbsp; He could hardly imagine what it would be like.&nbsp; <em>Hot.</em>&nbsp; He thought.&nbsp; <em>And wet.</em>&nbsp; He stared down at the mold block, which still dangled from his testicles.&nbsp; That, was going to make things hurt.&nbsp; He grumbled, gripping the mold block, and tugged.&nbsp; But it was no use, the thing was stuck fast.&nbsp; "I think, we should try and relieve the erection another way."&nbsp; Herbert said, modestly.&nbsp; The block could always be broken open, but Herbert didn't want to try that while it was still attached.&nbsp; He needed to get limp first, but that was proving difficult with all of Janet's affection.&nbsp; "I think you should get dressed, and maybe get some ice or something."&nbsp; Herbert said.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>09-01-2009, 02:45:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet stood up quickly, "Of course...of course...stupid me..."&nbsp; &nbsp;Her face was bright red, and she held her hands, fingers spread out as if to keep him from moving from his seat.&nbsp; "YOu stay there...and I'll get something cold.."&nbsp; She fumbled into her clothing, and because of her haste probably took longer doing that than if she'd taken her time.&nbsp; She began with her underwear, but caught her toe on the upper edge, she went dancing around on one leg, her breasts bouncing and bobbing as she struggled for balance.<br><br>Once she managed that, she put on her skirt and shirt, and then her bra.&nbsp; Then she took of her bra and her shirt and put them on in the right order.&nbsp; The whole time she kept thinking, how Herbert must think she's a complete idiot, a klutz and a slut all at the same time.&nbsp; She hadn't had a clear thought in hours, and she realized, part of that had to do with her rapidly plunging blood sugar.&nbsp; They had not eaten their lunch. They'd abandonded them in favor of the mold making process that had gone awry.&nbsp; <br><br>"Sorry...I'm hur...y...ing...best....I.....can" she said as she finally managed to get the rest of her clothing on in an appropriate order.&nbsp; She scurried through the hallways looking for an effective cold shower...Finding the office kitchen at last, she filled a bowl full of ice and water and hurried back to where she'd left Herbert.<br><br>"Oh...I hope this helps," she said, dropping to her knees in front of the stricken man with the cold bowl of ice water in front of her.&nbsp; She held it there awkwardly in front of him for a moment before beginning to pick up water with her hand and flicking it toward his still erect member.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>10-01-2009, 10:07:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert tugged gently at the contraption stuck around the underside of his manhood.&nbsp; It hurt, a lot, and it was stuck tight.&nbsp; No manner of wiggling or maneuvering seemed to free him of it, so long as he remained erect.&nbsp; All he had to do to get free, he told himself, was get limp.<br><br>It wasn't difficult, all he had to do was look around at the poorly lit lab spaces, and think about his job.&nbsp; He had spent the last ten years of his life hear, and for what?&nbsp; Not a single one of his products had been pushed through, despite how hard he had worked.&nbsp; Still, they held onto him.&nbsp; Still, they tortured him with impossible deadlines and pathetic budgeting.&nbsp; For the first time ever, Herber realized that he hated his job.&nbsp; He was no longer worried about losing it either.<br><br>After only a few minutes, his manhood grew flaccid, and he was able to slip the block off his manhood quickly.&nbsp; He grabbed the other block, and inspected the two momentarily.&nbsp; <em>Janet's going to have a toy model of my penis.</em> The thought filled him with pride, and he once again found himself growing hard.<br><br>So when Janet returned, and tried to relieve him of his newfound erection, Herbert chuckled.&nbsp; Janet was so distracted that she hadn't even noticed that he had gotten the mold off while she had been gone.&nbsp; "The problem's fixed."&nbsp; He told her, then grasped her wrists playfully, bringing her hands onto his once again erect penis.&nbsp; They were delightfully cool, the sensation sent tingles up Herbert's spine.&nbsp; The decision was final.&nbsp; Herbert hated his job, and he was going to end it right here, and right now, in the best way possible.&nbsp; With a quick maneuver, Herbert pulled Janet's hands back off his cock and twisted them behind her back before bending her over her own desk.&nbsp; "Get undressed again," he commanded her, tugging down on her skirt.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>12-01-2009, 18:12:19</strong>
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				Janet was very distracted.&nbsp; Everything had gone badly so far today.&nbsp; She had a Ph.D. in Computer science and she couldn't seem to figure out the simplest of things.&nbsp; And now, here was this guy who had her all flustered and embarassed.&nbsp; She had been naked, at work, in an office with a stranger--on her first day!&nbsp; <br><br>These thoughts and more were running through her slightly addled brain when she started mindlessly flinging water on Herbert's cock.&nbsp; When he grabbed her hands and pulled them behind her back, she was unclear as to what was happening at first.&nbsp; Herbert was free of the mold and he was telling her to get undressed.&nbsp; But how could she her hands were gathered behind her back?&nbsp; What was he going to do? Fuck her right there?&nbsp; She struggled a little to release her hands, and, had she really fought, she might have had&nbsp; a chance of success.&nbsp; But, she didn't want to fight, not really.&nbsp; She was more turned on then she'd been in a long time.&nbsp; A man had her bound and bent over a desk, her pussy was still wet and eager from the whole day of sex talk, and she more than wanted him to take her like that. <br><br>She looked over her shoulder and could see his naked torso, her glasses were loosened by his thrusting of her upon the desk, so they sat precariously perched on her nose, ready to fall off.&nbsp; She looked over the top rim of her glasses at him, and said, her voice low , "You want to fuck me Herbert?&nbsp; Take them off yourself."&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>13-01-2009, 01:15:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert took Janet's defiance as a challenge.&nbsp; <em>Fine,</em> Herbert thought, <em>I'll rip them off.</em>&nbsp; He gripped at her skirt and tugged.<br><br>The hem was a little thicker than Herbert had expected, and instead of pulling it off of Janet, he had simply pulled Janet backwards into him.&nbsp; The fabric was warm and soft against his skin.&nbsp; He thought of his penis staining her clothes, then chuckled.&nbsp; He had been intending to rip them off, it was too late to worry about stains.&nbsp; He ran his hands up her thighs, and pulled up on her skirt gently, letting his manhood rub against her panties.&nbsp; He prodded her crotch gently, then gave off a small moan.&nbsp; "I didn't think it would be so warm."&nbsp; He cooed, delighted.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>13-01-2009, 01:23:27</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet laughed a kind laugh, having forgotten his virginal status.&nbsp; "Oh...Herbert...it's better once you're inside..warm all the way up...unless of course you apply ice first....Get on with it man..."<br><br>She wiggled her ass playfully at him, ready for a fuck. "Just move the panties to the side and have at it..."&nbsp; She spread her legs to give him even better access.&nbsp; But her damn glasses were falling off her nose now, and hanging from her ears.&nbsp; "Would you mind.." she said, trying to tilt her head to get her glasses back up to no avail.&nbsp; She was sure she looked like a complete dork, but she hated not being able to see.<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>15-01-2009, 03:10:26</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert grabbed at the waistband of Janet's panties and gently pulled them down around her ankles.&nbsp; He had felt uneasy in the nude, and totally unguarded, especially with Janet in full business attire.&nbsp; It was refreshing to bring her closer to his level.&nbsp; <br><br>He placed his hand over her crotch, and began to massage it gently, feeling her lips against the palm of his hand.&nbsp; It was a curious feeling.&nbsp; Warm, wet, and fleshy, like nothing he had really ever felt before.&nbsp; He smiled at Janet's just in time to see her shoving her head back in a futile attempt to put her glasses back onto her face.&nbsp; Herbert leaned in close, and with his free hand he pulled the glasses back onto her face.&nbsp; Blushing, he bestowed a soft kiss on her cheek.<br><br>She wanted him to penetrate her, Herbert knew, but he didn't quite have the guts.&nbsp; It was going to be his first time, and everything didn't quite feel right.&nbsp; He turned his gaze down to his work, hoping that Janet wouldn't catch the nervous reluctance in his eyes.&nbsp; What was missing, he thought.&nbsp; For one, he wanted her naked before he set in, and he wanted her facing him, so that he could press his body tightly against hers.&nbsp; But he didn't want to do that yet, they were just getting physically acquainted -<em>in all ways really,</em> Herbert thought to himself- and he wasn't quite ready to go the distance.&nbsp; "Turn around, Janet."&nbsp; He said, softly, pulling her gently in the direction he wanted her to go.&nbsp; "And lean back on the desk."<br><br>
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>15-01-2009, 23:20:10</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet rubbed her wrists gently when he let go of her and she turned around.&nbsp; The look on his face seemed a mixture of fear and excitement.&nbsp; Before laying back on the desk she put a hand on his cheek and leaned in to kiss him gently on the lips. She slid her hands through his hair and linked them behind his neck and said, "You know Herbert, I've never done anything quite like this..." and here she looked around the lab and the state of affairs, "so quickly with some one I've just met...But...you are awfully cute, and well, I think it's okay if we do..."&nbsp; <br><br>She kissed him again and leaned back on the desk, spread her legs wide enough for him to fit comfortably in between them, but not obscenely wide. "You don't <em>have </em>to...Herbert...it's okay if you don't...I'll understand, <em>really </em>I will." 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>19-01-2009, 05:37:23</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He decided to pass on Janet's offers to stop.&nbsp; After all, he was so firm, and horny, and he wasn't sure how they would ever relieve the sexual tension if not here.&nbsp; Besides, despite the part of him that was nervous, an even greater part was hot and ready, coaxing him into it.&nbsp; Plus, the way she looked now- she was nervous just like him, though undoubtedly turned on.&nbsp; It was a strong turn on for Herbert, being able to empathize with her like this.&nbsp; Herbert smiled softly, and placed his hands on Janet's bare thighs.&nbsp; "Let's just take it slow," he said, leaning in for a kiss.<br><br>It was at that moment that Mr. Cruxly, Herbert's boss, decided to enter the room.&nbsp; For the first time in the last two years, the fat old bastard had decided to march his ass out of the thick leather chair in his office down to the decaying research department to meet the new staff.&nbsp; He was not pleased with the locked door, nor was he pleased with the scene he saw indoors.&nbsp; "What the fuck, I pay you to work, not to fuck!"&nbsp; He exclaimed, not conscious of the fact that he had used the word 'fuck' twice in a sentence.&nbsp; Herbert froze, completely paralyzed with fear.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>21-01-2009, 00:12:08</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet was happy that Herbert was willing to continue.&nbsp; At this point in the game all she wanted, really, was for a good fuck.&nbsp; But, she'd practically forgotten the guy was a virgin, and she knew that, even for her, this was not a terribly romantic setting.&nbsp; Still, he seemed ready to continue and when he leaned in to kiss her she closed her eyes and tilted her head off to one side, hoping their glasses would miss each other.&nbsp; She hated getting scratches on her lenses.&nbsp; She was looking forward to the kiss even...all in all, Herbert seemed like her kind of guy. <br><br>Janet looked back and forth between the two men.&nbsp; She was stuck in a particularly awkward pose for sure.&nbsp; The jowls on the older man were bright red and swung back and forth under his chin.&nbsp; When the fat man yelled, Herbert seemed to turn to stone.&nbsp; She waved her hand in front of his widened eyes and looked back at Mr. Cruxly--whom she had only met once during her interview before joining the company.&nbsp; <br><br>Janet stood up and pulled her skirt in front of her..."Well...uhm...Mr. Fuckly...I mean...Mr. Crusty....Mr...Crux...Cruxly..."Janet stammered, "We were actually...doing research...Part of the project..."&nbsp; Her face was bright red and she looked quickly at Herbert who still seemed to be playing statue.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>22-01-2009, 03:38:07</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mr. Cruxly was dismayed when Janet pulled up her skirt.&nbsp; He had only just gotten a glimpse of what lay between her legs, and he was beginning to like what he saw.&nbsp; If it weren't for lawsuits, he would have given her an offer to keep her job, if only she would let him look at it from time to time.&nbsp; It would be a nice change of pace from that fat-fuck wife of his.&nbsp; Still, she had stripped for Herbert, and if she was desperate enough for a man like him-&nbsp; "Herbert, I assume this is all your doing."&nbsp; He said, glaring at the poor naked man.<br><br>Herbert stared dumbly at his boss, unsure of how to respond.<br><br>"Fess up lad, there's no need for two people to lose their jobs."&nbsp; Out of competitive curiousity, Cruxly gave Herbert a glance up and down.&nbsp; <em>Pathetic.</em> He thought, resisting the urge to slick back his own hair.&nbsp; <em>Herbert may be young, but I'm the one in his prime.</em><br><br>"Yes sir, it was my fault."&nbsp; Herbert said.&nbsp; Cruxly surpessed the urge to grin, and instead looked very sullen.&nbsp; <br><br>"Herbert, you're fired."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>23-01-2009, 05:04:20</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet stood up indignant. This was so unfair to fire Herbert over this, and sexist even.&nbsp; "Mr. Cruxley, Herbert and I were doing research and...well...if you fire Herbert...then...I quit.&nbsp; And...because I've just started, I'll be taking all my research with me!"<br><br>Janet placed her hands on her hips her eyes blaring in indignation at the corpulent jerk she saw in front of her.&nbsp; Oh, she'd seen looks like that before, and, she might go for someone who was smart and cute and sweet like Herbert, but she wasn't about to spread her legs for a man like Mr. Cruxley.&nbsp; She'd only taken this job to find out what Herbert had been working with, and now...well...<br><br>She looked at Herbert and said again more quietly, "IF Herbert goes...so do I."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>27-01-2009, 01:18:17</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Mr Cruxly nodded solemnly, realizing he had been wrong about Janet's character.&nbsp; She wasn't a whore, though she did have some interesting taste in men.&nbsp; "All right.&nbsp; Then both of you are as of this moment, fired.&nbsp; Your checks will come in the mail.&nbsp; Your company health insurance will carry over until the end of the month.&nbsp; Your company life insurance will not.&nbsp; Please do not commit suicide because of the loss of your job, we don't condone it.&nbsp; After reciting this message to your employees, please show them to the door."&nbsp; Mr. Cruxly hated the speech.&nbsp; The only thing that ever made it tolerable for him was the sarcastic tone he would use, and the sentence he added at the very end, just for his own amusement.<br><br>Herbert dressed quickly, holding his head down the whole while.&nbsp; He did not even glance over at Mr. Cruxly, and he didn't give Janet any eye contact, although he would occasionally glance at her midriff or hands.<br><br>"Herbert," Mr. Cruxly said at the front doors.&nbsp; "I need you to sign this, and this."&nbsp; He offered him a pair of forms form.&nbsp; Herbert stared for a moment, then grinned.&nbsp; He signed the first, and crumpled up the second.<br><br>Mr. Cruxly glared angrily at him for a moment in stunned disbeleif.&nbsp; "You wouldn't use it anyways."&nbsp; Herbert said.&nbsp; "You never used anything you had me make."&nbsp; He smiled, and looked at Janet.&nbsp; "I just signed a form admitting that our project X was canceled four years ago, which means I get no bonus pay, but also that we own the muscle.&nbsp; I think it's close enough to finished that we could possibly market it on our own."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>27-01-2009, 01:28:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"And, since I haven't even signed my entry paperwork, I'm under no obligation to this place, either..."Janet smiled at Herbert and said, "I have personal belongings I need to collect."<br><br>The thought of continuing their own private research filled Janet with a certain amount of physical excitement, but also professional promise.&nbsp; She thought the two of them might just make an excellent team all around.&nbsp; And, if she was very lucky, her uber bonus paid from her last job would get them the start they needed.<br><br>Janet turned on her heel and brushed past the flumoxed looking Mr. Cruxley and turned back to Herbert,"You still get to keep your personal stuff, Herbert.&nbsp; I'll go get mine and meet you at my car....I know you have your motorcycle today, but I think my car can carry your stuff, too."<br><br>Janet stomped off to her little office and put the few things she'd unpacked back into their boxes.&nbsp; She opened the three boxes from the old company and quickly ripped out the hard drives and all her hard work.&nbsp; She wasn't about to leave that behind...no way.&nbsp; She was glad she didn't have a whole lot of stuff here yet, and carried her things to her car, feeling alive and free and happy that she'd just had such a wild an crazy day.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>31-01-2009, 00:24:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The only real personal affects that Herbert had kept in his office were gum wrappers and spent pens and pencils.&nbsp; Everything else had been printed or scrawled on company paper, and either pinned to the wall or lost in the ever growing avalanche of clutter that adorned his desk.&nbsp; He had notes for the construction of the muscle, of course, but he doubted that anybody would find them amongst the piles and piles of paper on his desk.&nbsp; He'd lost them so many times that he had eventually simply committed them to memory, with a little bit of cash it wouldn't be difficult to build a new machine, even if the company kept this one.<br><br>"Mr. Cruxly," Herbert said to his one time boss.&nbsp; Mr. Cruxly tried hard not to glare.&nbsp; Herbert smiled nervously.&nbsp; "Thank you for firing me.&nbsp; I don't know how much longer I could put up with your shit."&nbsp; He grinned wildly this time, then marched out the door, middle finger waggling unprofessionally.<br><br>He caught Janet at her car.&nbsp; "You know, getting fired has got me kind of hungry, and I think we left our food in the lab.&nbsp; Would you like to let me take you to lunch now?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>31-01-2009, 00:30:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet had put her stuff in the trunk and was just closing it when Herbert caught up with her.&nbsp; "You're right. I'm really pretty hungry after....after all...that," she said tilting her head toward the building.&nbsp; <br><br>"Uhm...Perhaps you'd better lead me, though, as I don't think you want to leave your bike here unattended.&nbsp; That fat oaf might just have it impounded or do something nasty to it..."&nbsp; <br><br>She ran her hands through her hair and smiled at him.&nbsp; Just a few minutes before they'd almost managed to have sex in the office.&nbsp; Now, in the light of day, Janet felt a little bit of embarrassment at how she must have appeared to Herbert.&nbsp; "You know..Herbert," She said reaching out and touching his arm,"I..think I got a little carried away in there...I don't...generally...do...uhm...get all...oh, gosh, Herbert, I don't know what overcame me, but I'm generally a lot slower than that...Several dates even...before I let...before..."<br><br>Her voice trailed off as she looked back at him."Don't get me wrong...you're cute...and I could see us getting there even...but...I'm a little surprised at my own behavior actually..."&nbsp; She looked at him apologetically hoping he'd understand.&nbsp; "Lunch does sound good..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>03-02-2009, 05:32:36</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert smiled and nodded.&nbsp; Sex had been almost as much his idea as it had been hers, and he didn't think of her as a slut.&nbsp; It wasn't really a term in his internal vocabulary.&nbsp; "That's all right."&nbsp; He said, patting her on the shoulder.&nbsp; She was warm, and fleshy.&nbsp; He liked the feeling.&nbsp; He might have taken it further, but getting fired had really taken all the sex out of his system, and he was ready for a nice calm meal.&nbsp; "I don't think any less of you."&nbsp; He said, turning his own eyes down for a moment.&nbsp; If it weren't for Janet, he would probably be sitting in that room right now, considering the best way to kill himself inside his office.<br><br>He couldn't come up with any more real words to say, so he simply hopped on his old motorbike and plopped an ancient leather helmet, the kind you'd see in old movies, on his head and taking off.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>04-02-2009, 20:30:47</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet followed the motorcycle through the streets until he stopped on a side street.&nbsp; By the time they were whereever they were, Janet had lost all sense of direction and had no clue as to her where-abouts in relation to her apartment.&nbsp; She'd have to ask directions simply to get to some street she recognized.&nbsp; As she drove, she watched Herbert's back carefully.&nbsp; He seemed to become part of his motorcycle when he rode.&nbsp; The leather helmet only added to his cuteness level, she thought.<br><br>As she parked her car across the street from his bike, she called out and said,"You ride like a natural, Herbert!&nbsp; So, where is this restaurant anyway?"&nbsp; <br><br>She walked over toward him.&nbsp; Her hair blew across her face in the breeze and she had to pull it back with both hands.&nbsp; "Wow, sort of getting stormy out here..."&nbsp; She glanced at the grey sky and said, "I love thunderstorms..."
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>09-02-2009, 23:30:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Thank you."&nbsp; Herbert said politely.&nbsp; He removed his old leather helmet and goggle, revealing a hair-do to rival Einstein.&nbsp; He batted at his scalp a few moments, attempting to sort it out, but it still appeared rather disheveled.<br><br>He stared up at the clouds for a moment.&nbsp; He loved storms too, though he generally avoided them when he was on his motorcycle.&nbsp; He had no windshield wipers on his goggles, so driving in the rain could be a dangerous task.&nbsp; But a storm was always welcome, bike or no.<br><br>"Let's go get a table."&nbsp; He said, patting Janet on the shoulder.&nbsp; He was reluctant to let his arm leave.&nbsp; He wondered whether taking her arm would be appropriate or not, then realized he had been ten seconds away from fucking her.&nbsp; He grabbed her hand firmly.<br><br>The restaurant was a little hole in the wall joint, accessible only by going down a flight of stairs in the middle of a dark alleyway between two old brick buildings.&nbsp; The place was dimly lit by candles, there were only a couple of windows, and those had drawn curtains.&nbsp; Red leather booths and real oak tables lined the floor, and a number of elegant though risque paintings dotted the walls.&nbsp; "The chef doesn't start cooking for another fifteen minutes."&nbsp; Said a young waitress, politely.&nbsp; "But we can seat you now if you like."&nbsp; Herbert nodded, and she bustled off to a secluded booth in the back of the restaurant.&nbsp; Herbert took Janet's hand and followed.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>10-02-2009, 23:32:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As they sat in the booth, Janet slid in close to Herbert.&nbsp; Actually, she moved closer to him than she would normally with a stranger, but she didn't feel like they were strangers.&nbsp; She took the menu and glanced at it, seeing something she liked and deciding on it rather quickly.&nbsp; She wasn't all that interested in food.&nbsp; She was interested in the man sitting next to her.<br><br>She pushed up her glasses and said, "So...you really think we can make our own product?"&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>13-02-2009, 03:18:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, if we act fast, we own the muscle.&nbsp; There are a few universities nearby who might help us patent it.&nbsp; And if worst comes to worst, we can always make a few quality sex toys."&nbsp; <br><br>Herbert placed his arm around Janet's shoulders instinctively.&nbsp; Her blouse was soft, and where his arm touched her neck he could feel her skin was warm, and almost hot.&nbsp; Unlike Janet, however, Herbert was starving.&nbsp; He opened the menu with his free hand and stared at it greedily.&nbsp; The prices were rather high, and a part of his mind piped in that he couldn't afford it.&nbsp; Especially after losing his job.&nbsp; That part of his mind was quickly drowned out by a quick glimpse at the beautiful woman beside him.&nbsp; He wanted to kiss her.&nbsp; <em>Badly.</em><br><br>He smiled at her sheepishly with soft blue-grey eyes, rubbing the arm of her blouse with his thumb, trying to find something romantic to say, something to bring her over to his house after the meal.&nbsp; "Do you think we can load my bike into the trunk of your car?"&nbsp; Herbert asked.&nbsp; "I don't really like to drive in the rain."<br><br>Well, it wasn't romantic, but it did bring her to his house.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>18-02-2009, 00:20:35</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet looked at him without laughing.&nbsp; She wasn't sure how much his bike weighed, or the size of it really.&nbsp; It didn't seem like a gigantic bike, but she wasn't sure if it would fit in her trunk.<br><br>"It turns out the old company had to buy out my last contract, Herbert...I've got...well...a couple hundred thousand in a money market going nowhere at the moment.&nbsp; I didn't have to take this job, but I hate not working.&nbsp; My brain needs a focus." She said blushing a little.&nbsp; It wasn't that she was super rich, but she knew it was rare for anyone her age to have access to enough for a good start at a real business.&nbsp; <br><br>"We could try to get your bike in my trunk, but if it doesn't fit, maybe you could leave it here and we could...I could...drive you home or something, " she said leaning in a little bit. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>21-02-2009, 04:00:43</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				The blush caught Herbert off guard.&nbsp; Was she nervous, or was she giddy?&nbsp; Did she think he was about to kiss her?&nbsp; Did she want his hand off her shoulder?&nbsp; He was so caught up in these thoughts that he had to rewind his brain to catch a hold of what she had said.&nbsp; <br><br>She didn't know if the motorcycle would fit, and she was offering cash to the project.&nbsp; Herbert didn't want it.&nbsp; It wasn't really that much money, and he didn't feel like taking any from her.&nbsp; She was going to need it.&nbsp; Something told him that Mr. Cruxly would not be giving good recommendations to any would-be employer to contact him.<br><br>"Let's give that a rest for a moment.&nbsp; We'll build a new company up after dinner."&nbsp; He said, stroking her shoulder.<br><br>&nbsp;He pulled back for a moment, clenching and unclenching his free hand nervously.&nbsp; Then, with one more change of heart, he pulled in close, and gently placed a kiss on Janet's lips.<br><br>It was short, and his nose did bump against hers briefly, but on the whole Herbert felt it was an excellent kiss.&nbsp; Janet's lips had been warm, and that set off a chain reaction inside his body.&nbsp; First he smiled, nervously.&nbsp; Then he blushed.&nbsp; Then his fingers began to quake ever so slightly (they always quaked when he was nervous.).&nbsp; His head got a little bit light, and he felt slightly dizzy.<br><br>He looked at Janet, with a soft smile, as if to ask first "was that all right?" and then "was that good?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>23-02-2009, 19:02:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet had leaned in hoping that HErbert would take the hint and kiss her.&nbsp; When he finally did, their noses glancing off each other, it was sweet and fresh and new.&nbsp; <br><br>She ducked her head when he asked if it was okay even.&nbsp; "Of course, Herbert.&nbsp; It was quite good actually...." She looked at him over the rim of her glasses and said, "of course, that was such a small sampling....I feel...I might need some more data to be sure..."&nbsp; She sucked in her lower lip, not sure if her humor was helping her case or not.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>25-02-2009, 01:44:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert didn't need a second invitation.&nbsp; Within split seconds he had his arms around her, and his lips were pressed firmly against hers.&nbsp; Herbert was an inexperienced kisser, and as a result his attempts were a little rough.&nbsp; He bumped noses, and perhaps applied a little bit more pressure than was absolutely necessary.&nbsp; The kiss was, however, much longer than the previous one, lasting a good three or four seconds.&nbsp; When he pulled back, he was breathing hot and heavy, staring at Janet in disbelief.&nbsp; It had been good for him.<br><br>"Wow,"&nbsp; He said, quietly.&nbsp; "Thank you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>25-02-2009, 20:52:39</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet bumped her nose intentionally into his after he thanked her.&nbsp; "Herbert...." She said, her smile genuine and warm,"You don't have to thank me for kissing you...."&nbsp; Inexperienced guy that he was, he was cute and sweet and gentle.&nbsp; Janet liked that in a guy.<br><br>She leaned forward this time and tilted her head more to the side let her lips touch his, though she left her lips open just a little.&nbsp; Her tongue delicately slipped through her lips and, with the slightest and most gentle tap, grazed his lips, not pushing or demanding...just a simple little touch really.<br><br>She broke this third kiss by gently grabbing his upper lip between her own and pulling with the least pressure possible.&nbsp; 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>28-02-2009, 00:38:33</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert would have pounced Janet then and there, were it not for the waiter standing politely behind them.&nbsp; <br><br>"It's early enough in the day that I can get you two a private room if you would like," he said, gesturing towards a door by the far wall.<br><br>Herbert blushed bright red.&nbsp; He had already been caught doing much more with Janet earlier today, but it was still embarrassing to be caught.&nbsp; "That sounds great!"&nbsp; He said, enthusiastically.&nbsp; "If it's okay with you, that is."&nbsp; He looked at Janet pleadingly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>28-02-2009, 00:53:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet blushed and nodded.&nbsp; "Sure..." she said.&nbsp; Not entirely certain if the waiter had actually meant that or if he was merely being sarcastic.&nbsp; "If you really have one..."<br><br>What was she blushing for anyway?&nbsp; She was a grown up.&nbsp; It wasn't like she was a virgin either.&nbsp; But...it was unusual to be out in the late afternoon, alone in a restaurant with a man she had just barely met getting a private room in a restaurant.&nbsp; She scooted out of the bench and let the waiter lead them into the room.&nbsp; Her cheeks still scarlet.&nbsp; And, she was hardly able to look at Herbert.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>28-02-2009, 01:18:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The waiter caught the suspicion in Janet's voice, and smiled immediately.&nbsp; "I'm sorry," he said, politely.&nbsp; "I just assumed that you two would probably want some more privacy."&nbsp; He escorted them quickly through a door in the back of the room, and down a short hallway with doors on either end.&nbsp; "Here's your room."&nbsp; He said, opening the door.<br><br>It was a small room, about ten feet by ten feet, lit by candle light, and lined on every side by leather booth seats.&nbsp; It looked as if the table might fit about eight, squished together, or four comfortably.&nbsp; A few mirrors helped reflect some light back, but on the whole, it was rather dark.&nbsp; Herbert shuffled quickly inside.<br><br>"I'll knock before coming back in."&nbsp; The waiter said, and instantly regretted it.&nbsp; He walked off blushing.<br><br>"Odd, but romantic," Herbert said.&nbsp; He took a seat, then smiled at Janet, gesturing for her to sit next to him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>28-02-2009, 01:24:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"The room or the waiter?" She asked.<br><br>She slid in next to him and felt instantly comfortable.&nbsp; "Herbert," she said slowly, "Do you believe that two people can sort of just click with each other?"<br><br>She looked at him, the light of the candles bouncing off her glasses.&nbsp; She sucked in her lower lip afraid she'd just made some huge gaffe. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 01:40:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert was a bit new at the game, but he wasn't dim.&nbsp; He realized Janet's comment for what it was, and the prospect excited him.&nbsp; He had been enjoying his time 'fooling around' with Janet, but the notion that she actually liked him and found herself embarrassed with the same situations that embarrassed him was even more thrilling.<br><br>"Yes."&nbsp; He said, smiling softly at her.&nbsp; "I think so, why do you ask?"&nbsp; He added those last four words as a tease to draw a blush onto Janet's face.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>06-03-2009, 01:58:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet blinked a couple of times as her face flushed and burned bright red. Then she laughed nervously and said, "I ask, Herbert, you dense man, because I think you're cute.&nbsp; And, I'm sort of hoping you think the same about me."&nbsp; She realized after she said it, how he was smiling at her she hadn't really needed to say anything.&nbsp; She leaned in for a kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>09-03-2009, 08:58:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert leaned in and kissed Janet.&nbsp; While Herbert's lips pressed against Janet's mouth, his hands rubbed gently up against her thighs, ruffling back the fabric of her skirt.&nbsp; He leaned forward, hard, pushing her down against the leather seat, one arm wrapped around her back for support.&nbsp; Once Janet was on her back, Herbert lifted the kiss and smiled, pulling himself gently on top of her, before bestowing a few more kisses on her neck.&nbsp; "I like you too."&nbsp; He said, softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>11-03-2009, 01:14:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet gasped a little as his hands rubbed her thighs and he seemed to push her back down against the seat.&nbsp; She didn't resist, though as she was more than ready to let whatever happen happen.&nbsp; Janet lifted her arms and put one on the back of Herbert's head and the other&nbsp; explored his back, feeling her way around his shoulder blades and across his spine.&nbsp; "I'm glad you do...And, I like the way you kiss..." she said, pulling his lips back toward hers.&nbsp; She shifted her hips with a small subtle movement, seeking a familiar manly bulge.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>26-03-2009, 00:32:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert smiled, and pressed his lips gently against Janet's momentarily, before moving them onto her neck, his breath was hot and heavy on her neck as he placed kisses lightly across the nape of her neck, grinding his body against hers as he did so.&nbsp; As he moved, her skirt shifted, until suddenly Herbert had his penis pressed tight against her crotch.&nbsp; He could feel the wet and the heat even through his pants, and it excited him through and through.&nbsp; Herbert's lips stopped working momentarily, as he let out a soft slow moan.&nbsp; "Wow," he said softly, pressing his hips tight against hers. "That feels wonderful.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>27-03-2009, 00:07:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet moaned softly into his ear,"If you like it the way it feels with clothing on, Herbert, wait until there's nothing between our skin..."&nbsp; She sucked in his lower lip and nipped him on the nose.&nbsp; "Want to really do it here?&nbsp; The idea of the waiter dropping in on us is rather exciting..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>30-03-2009, 01:31:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet had already cost him his job today, and although it was not entirely her fault, Herbert felt that he at least ought to be cautious.&nbsp; He didn't want to get into any more trouble than he already was.&nbsp; But all this simply went to show that Janet was a dangerous woman of the highest caliber.&nbsp; She was smart, sweet, and sensual- she was trouble through and through, and this could do nothing but excite Herbert.<br><br>"Yes."&nbsp; He said, energetically.&nbsp; "Let's do it here."&nbsp; He pressed his lips back against Janet's neck, this time biting much more roughly as his hands clutched at her skirt to tug it downwards.<br><br>It was a failed attempt, Herbert was no expert at undressing women (in fact, he had never undressed a woman) and the position was extremely awkward.&nbsp; So he withdrew them, and slid his body slowly back across the leather booth until his head was resting in Janet's lap.&nbsp; He reached up and grabbed her panties, then tugged gently on them, pulling them around her knees.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>31-03-2009, 01:17:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet lifted her bottom enough to enable Herbert to pull her panties down.&nbsp; She clutched at his belt and pants, eager now to finally get him inside her.&nbsp; It had been a rollercoaster of an afternoon, and she was so incredibly horny she wanted relief.&nbsp; He was such a cutie, and the fact that he was an actual virgin sort of turned her on.&nbsp; The idea that hers would be the first to engulf him thrilled her.&nbsp; She tore the button off his trousers as she pulled and it went flying up into one of their water glasses.&nbsp; She looked at it land with a plop and a splash and laughed a little bit.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh...God...Herbert...Please....just please...fuck me!"&nbsp; She said, her voice filled with raw energy and need.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>31-03-2009, 04:43:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert grabbed at his blue boxers, and tugged down, revealing his hard cock poking out from tufts of hair.&nbsp; It was not a huge cock, nor was it exceptionally small.&nbsp; <br><br>He grabbed at Janet's panties again, trying to tug them down past her ankles, but they kept getting caught up on her shoes, which for the life of him he could not seem to remove.&nbsp; Herbert was awkward in his motions, and nervous, but oh so willing.&nbsp; He tugged at her shoe harder, nearly pulling the foot off along with it, but still, it refused to budge.&nbsp; and running on a good deal of adrenaline, Herbert turned his attention instead to ripping off Janet's panties.&nbsp; The work was finished in moments, and he tossed the limp scraps of cotton to the floor as he shuffled awkwardly, trousers about his knees, down the booth seat towards Janet's warm, inviting womanhood.<br><br>"Okay," Herbert said, placing a hand on his penis.&nbsp; "Here goes."&nbsp; His first attempt to penetrate was a complete failure, and instead of landing inside her twat, Herbert managed to poke Janet in the thigh.&nbsp; His second attempt was a little better, but still, he was having difficulty staying on target.<br><br>Bright red, Herbert removed his hand from his penis, and placed it on the table to steady himself.&nbsp; "A little help please?"&nbsp; He asked, softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>31-03-2009, 06:06:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet suppressed a giggle fit that was about to erupt.&nbsp; He was so obviously as eager and ready as she was, but he clearly didn't understand women's clothing.&nbsp; Still, he managed to rip away her underwear, and that was a first.&nbsp; To have someone so hot to fuck her made Janet all the more randy herself. <br><br>"Herbert, " Janet said smoothly, "Here...come this way"&nbsp; Her hand reached out and gently took hold of Herbert's cock, caressing it as she used her other hand on his backside to encourage him toward her and opened her legs for him even wider.&nbsp; She reached one hand up toward his neck to pull him toward her.&nbsp; He was awfully far away..."It's okay Herbert...it's all lined up...just sort of shove it inside...it won't hurt me, I promise..."&nbsp; She lifted her hips a little bit, catching the tip of him in her outer lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>01-04-2009, 00:04:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert was not worried about injuring Janet, in fact, that thought had never crossed his mind.&nbsp; He was, however, intrigued by the thought, and for a moment, his more playful nature erupted.&nbsp; "Are you sure about that," he asked, in a mock menacing tone.&nbsp; He grabbed Janet's thighs tight, enough to make it uncomfortable, but not enough to raise bruises, then pulled himself gently towards her.<br><br>As the tip of his penis entered, Herbert gasped.&nbsp; It was much more pleasant than he had imagined it to be.&nbsp; He breathed a deep sigh, and squeezed Janet's thighs even harder, as he pushed himself in the rest of the way.&nbsp; "Wow," Herbert said.&nbsp; "This is- mmm," He removed his hands from Janet's thighs, and lowered his body down on top of hers.&nbsp; "Thank you."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>01-04-2009, 21:41:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet gasped as he grabbed her thighs tightly, excited by the suddenness and slight tinge of pain that he had caused.&nbsp; AS he finally entered her, she let out a sigh of relief. It had been a while in the getting to it, and now that he was inside her she could relax and enjoy the ride.&nbsp; She hoped.&nbsp; His face changed into one that showed a certain relief to it once his cock had actually found its way into her.&nbsp; "You're welcome," she replied. The weight of his body was pleasant and the feeling of him warming her insides was amazingly comfortable.&nbsp; "You know....there's this thing called Tantric sex...where you just hold still for a long, long...time...I imagine it feels something like this...warm...pleasant...exciting....."&nbsp; Her hands wrapped around his neck and she drew him into a kiss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>03-04-2009, 00:46:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				shifting his weight around a little.&nbsp; He was pleasantly surprised to find that he could feel each and every motion he made with his hips very strongly.&nbsp; "I've heard of that," he spoke softly into Janet's ear.&nbsp; "I don't think we have the time.&nbsp; The waiter has got to come back in sooner or later.<br><br>"Speaking of which," Herbert said.&nbsp; He paused his speech a moment to place a kind kiss on Janet's neck.&nbsp; "Have you thought of what you want to order?"&nbsp; He asked jokingly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>04-04-2009, 20:09:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The tender kiss on her neck caught her off guard for some reason.&nbsp; It was so simple, yet it sent little shivers up and down her spine.&nbsp; That type of tenderness was not something she had been used to from the few guys she had ever gotten close to.&nbsp; <br><br>Janet poked Herbert in the side when he asked her what she wanted to order.."I think I want a sausage in cream sauce..." She replied feeling extremely silly, and suddenly embarrassed about how awkward she really felt.<br><br>She squeezed her eyes tightly together as her face flushed.&nbsp; "Oh...sorry..." she said. "that's not exactly a romantic sort of thing to say..."&nbsp; She wiggled her hips and said, "I...think.&nbsp; You're right...we don't have much time...Oh...Herbert...Is this what you thought sex might be like?"&nbsp; Janet wished she'd thought ahead to give him a more magical beginning. "I think it feels awfully nice...You...feel nice...I mean."&nbsp; Janet sucked her lower lip in as she decided it was better to maybe just be quiet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>07-06-2009, 01:09:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert was feeling exceptionally awkward, but he was also feeling an exceptional sense of pleasure plowing into Janet the way he was.&nbsp; <br><br>He was completely lost.&nbsp; He had just lost his finished his project, found the woman of his dreams, lost his job, and stripped nude to copulate in his favorite restaurant all in the same day, and had no idea how to process all these thoughts.&nbsp; Instead of trying, he simply grunted happily, and began to thrust slowly and and awkwardly into Janet.&nbsp; It felt good.&nbsp; He moaned softly, and smiled.<br><br>"I don't mind," he said softly, "this feels nice."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>14-06-2009, 18:11:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet nodded back and lifted her hips gently upward to greet each of Herbert's thrusts.&nbsp; The seat they were on, was in fact rather well padded and ample enough for what they were doing.&nbsp; She pushed all thoughts aside except what was happening and became fully focused on feeling Herbert&nbsp; nside her.&nbsp; She gently squeezed against him and he hands wrapped up and around his neck. Her eyes alternating between being&nbsp; closed in contemplation and finding his for long moments to connect with him more deeply.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>22-06-2009, 04:59:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet's affections did a lot to soothe Herbert's nervousness.&nbsp; As she embraced him, each of his thrusts grew less awkward, as he steadied into a slow rhythm.&nbsp; His breath grew slow and deep, and his body - which was chronically tense, each muscle nearly knotted by anxiety - began to relax.&nbsp; He pressed his head into the crook of Janet's neck, and rested his lips softly against her throat.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>22-06-2009, 20:18:11</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet raised a hand to the back of Herbert's head, stroking it gently and almost absentmindedly.&nbsp; The sweet slow pace that Herbert had set was more than pleasurable.&nbsp; She could feel the long slow motion of him moving in and out, the velvety smoothness of his hard shaft was unbelievably alive and intense.&nbsp; She could feel him begin to relax into her as he took his time about it, her own initial worries drifted away as the sensation of their bodies blending together overtook her completely.&nbsp; She could feel the gentle tickle of his lips against her throat and she turned her own chin toward the top of his head and gently rubbed his forehead with her chin.&nbsp; She released a low moan into the room, barely voicing the pleasure she was feeling.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>25-06-2009, 04:17:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Time shot by, and Herbert began to up the pace.&nbsp; He grew sweaty, and he went from breathing slow and steadily to shooting hot ragged breaths against Janet's chest and neck.&nbsp; Rigid spears of pleasure shot up his manhood, and he realized a moment too late that he was coming.&nbsp; He held Janet hard, moaning softly against her ear, as his heavy chest heaved against her belly.&nbsp; He pulled up as quickly as he could, and his seed splattered out and hit just below Janet's belly.<br><br>Herbert clung tight to her, sweaty and shaking.&nbsp; Simultaneously delighted and embarrassed.&nbsp; He had come so suddenly- he hoped Janet hadn't taken offense.&nbsp; He lifted himself from her slowly, and stared at her face, gauging her emotions.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>26-06-2009, 01:30:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet looked down at her semen covered tummy and smiled.&nbsp; Reaching for a napkin she said, "I wonder if they look closely at these things..."&nbsp; She sat up with Herbert and kissed him gently on the nose.&nbsp; "That was pretty nice.&nbsp; And...I think it will be even more fun the next time.&nbsp; But...I am so hungry now, Herbert!"<br><br>They had just managed to get to a point where they looked more respectable when the waiter came back into the room.&nbsp; The waiter was efficient and the meal was utterly delicious.&nbsp; Janet felt like she ate without any stopping, a little disturbed at her ability to just shovel it in.&nbsp; But, she was hungrier than she had been in a long while, and sex seemed to always make her want to eat anyway. <br><br>After they had finished their meal she turned toward him and said,"So...you want to come to my place?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>27-06-2009, 06:27:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				All Herbert wanted to do was grab Janet tight against himself again.&nbsp; He ordered a small meal, ate it quickly, and watched Janet as she ate.&nbsp; It was endearing to Herbert, seeing her snarf up her food so quickly.&nbsp; He was glad to see she had such a healthy appetite.&nbsp; He placed his hand on her thigh, and played with the hem of her skirt while she ate, thinking indecent thoughts.&nbsp; He couldn't wait to go home with her.<br><br>When dinner was finished, he quickly picked up the tab.&nbsp; He left a fat tip, and snuck the dirty napkin into the trash.<br><br>Outside, the rain was mixed with chunks of large hail, and pouring hard.&nbsp; By the time Herbert had reached Janet's apartment (following her on his bike) he was drenched to the skin, except for his hair, which was only sweaty.&nbsp; He parked his bike next to her SUV, and politely helped her out of the car.&nbsp; He was shivering hard, and he would have been miserable, except he felt that he was in love.&nbsp; He kissed her.&nbsp; Hard.<br><br>"Let's grab the things and head inside."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>30-06-2009, 02:56:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet nodded and grabbed what she could and letting Herbert grab the rest.&nbsp; As she reached the top of the stairs--her apartment was on the third floor, she dropped her load and searched her pocket for her keys.&nbsp; She managed to get the door open in spite of her wet and trembling fingers.&nbsp; Swing the door wide, she ushered Herbert to go on past as she picked up the things she had just dropped.<br><br>Her apartment was rather sparely furnished.&nbsp; Boxes were piled neatly in the corner of the small front room.&nbsp; She'd managed to unpack her kitchen utensils and dishes and that was neatly arranged.&nbsp; Her counter was bare and clean except for a small cup with a tea bag sitting next to the sink.&nbsp; She followed him in and said, "Towels...bathroom..."&nbsp; her breath rather husky after her labored climb up the stairs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>30-06-2009, 05:41:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He set his things by the door, and was delighted to see a small metal suitcase in the pile that Janet had brought in.&nbsp; With a wide grin, he picked it up and opened it.&nbsp; The strange oblong mass of transparent flesh flopped loosely in his hands.&nbsp; "If we hurry, we can probably patent this," he said, then began to glance around the apartment.<br><br>Janet had JUST moved in.&nbsp; Herbert made a note to return in the morning, and help her unpack, though said nothing.&nbsp; He was contemplating making it into a surprise.&nbsp; Hell, he might even show up at the door with a bouquet of flowers.&nbsp; He hadn't even considered that he might be staying the night.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>01-07-2009, 05:55:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet moved into the bathroom and grabbed a couple of towels, "Yeah," she said returning with one held out for Herbert.&nbsp; And then she shook her head.&nbsp; "No..it's not gonna work..." <br><br>She took the towel,"I mean the towel...You are completely soaked."&nbsp; She disappeared into her bedroom and came out with a fluffy pink bathrobe and an apologetic look on her face.&nbsp; "Sorry, but I think this is all I have that might fit you.&nbsp; And you need to get out of those clothes.&nbsp; You'll drip on the equipment.&nbsp; We'll put them in the dryer..the clothes not the equipment."&nbsp; Janet looked away embarrassed.&nbsp; THen she looked back up at the man she'd just...just...and her face turned bright red realizing what it was they had actually done back in the restaurant.&nbsp; Her lower lip disappeared between her teeth.&nbsp; <br><br>"I think you're right about a patent on this," she said turning the subject back toward the project, her hands still holding out the fluffy bathrobe.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>02-07-2009, 00:25:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll drip on <em>your</em> equipment," thought Herbert.<br><br>Out loud.<br><br>He began to blush as well, and for a moment the duo stood there blushing, and looking away from each other.&nbsp; He turned his gaze back just in time to notice catch Janet sucking her lip.&nbsp; If he were a braver man, he would have responded more boldly, but as it was, he simply smiled softly, and returned the blush.&nbsp; He took the bathrobe, and disappeared into the bathroom.<br><br>He emerged a few moments later, with the bathrobe's belt tied tight as a girdle around his waist.&nbsp; He had made the mistake of looking in the mirror, and know he was bright red, and his eyes could hardly leave the floor.<br><br>"Do you have a dryer?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>02-07-2009, 01:37:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She hardly new what to say to Herbert's remark about dripping on her.&nbsp; It seemed to her that it could be sort of fun to do it again with him...leisurely and in her own bed.&nbsp; &nbsp;But she didn't say anything.&nbsp; She probably already seemed like some easy sort of trollop to him.&nbsp; Having sex in a restaurant was riske and exciting, but not something she'd made a habit of. <br><br>Janet managed to hold back a giggle when she saw Herbert in the bright pink fluffly robe.&nbsp; "Sorry Herbert...I have a silky satin one somewhere...in a box"&nbsp; She rushed past him and into the bathroom.&nbsp; She picked up the wet clothing and carried them to the hallway closet that housed the washing machine and dryer.&nbsp; She stuck his clothing in all together and turned it on to dry them.<br><br>"It shouldn't take long..." she said returning to the small living room.&nbsp; "We could figure out how to make this work...it shouldn't take long.&nbsp; But we..uhm...never...got to...test it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>03-07-2009, 00:54:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He <em>wanted</em> to get those clothes off of her, but still, everything had been moving so fast.&nbsp; He thought he liked Janet, hell, he <em>knew</em> he liked Janet, but he was new to the game, and didn't want to launch into her - again - so fast.&nbsp; He smiled brightly, and did his best to avoid the subject.<br><br>"There's a lot of boxes here," Herbert said brightly.&nbsp; "I'll help you unpack first, and then we can umm," he coughed.&nbsp; "<em>work</em> some more."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>03-07-2009, 01:26:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet was surprised by his offer to help her to unpack.&nbsp; "Oh..thanks, Herbert.&nbsp; That's really sweet.&nbsp; I don't have that much stuff...but...Sure." <br><br>She looked at the boxes she had in the living room.&nbsp; She blushed a little thinking about him finding her utterly and completely wierd for carrying around boxes of science fiction paperbacks and Star Trek action figures from every show incarnation.&nbsp; &nbsp;The empty shelves stood ready and waiting.&nbsp; <br><br>"I know this will sound kind of odd...but the books....I keep them in alphabetical order by author.&nbsp; So...if you don't mind keeping them that way when we shelve them, I'd really appreciate it."&nbsp; She was certain she sounded like some weird anal-retentive git, but she couldn't help it.&nbsp; When she wanted to find a book, it was so much easier if it was shelved properly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>03-07-2009, 07:34:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I'll agree, that's really weird, I generally arrange my books by the third letter of the last word.&nbsp; You know, like a normal person."&nbsp; He grinned widely, as he began to shove books onto the shelves.&nbsp; He was glad to find a couple of Asimov novels.&nbsp; It made the arranging easy.<br><br>Sorting books was nice.&nbsp; Each title helped to affirm that Janet was not only a knockout, but that she was an honest to god nerd.&nbsp; Herbert couldn't help but think he'd found somebody perfect.&nbsp; He looked at Janet, blushing lightly, and grinning widely.&nbsp; For the first time in a long long while, he had found somebody that he was happy with.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>06-07-2009, 01:10:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, you know, I did get a bunch of grief from my last boyfriend..he.." and she paused considering the consequences of using the term 'last boyfriend' in front of Herbert.&nbsp; She cocked her head to one side considering him for a moment, the plushy robe snuggled up under his cute little chin....<br><br>"Anyway, he said I should get rid of all these books since I had read them all, " she said, "I don't think he understood books much.&nbsp; Sorry, Herbert, I don't really spend much time thinking about him, it's just...refreshing that you seem to understand me." <br><br>She reached into the next box and handed over some more books.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>07-07-2009, 05:25:52</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"When I was a kid, I had this Conan book.&nbsp; I got a nosebleed, and it got all over the pages.&nbsp; My mom ordered me to throw it away, but I hid it under my bed, even though the pages were all stuck together."&nbsp; Herbert blurted out, grinning and blushing cutely.&nbsp; He was still shoving Asimov into place, arranging them by chronological order.<br><br>Herbert didn't know if he was Janet's boyfriend or not, and he tried not to think of it.&nbsp; Still, he was a little jealous of the man who came before him.&nbsp; He shoved it out of his mind.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>08-07-2009, 06:25:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I totally get that...I have a copy of "Stranger in a Strangeland" that I kept under my pillow for three years,&nbsp; until it started ripping apart. So I had to put it somewhere safer..." <br><br>Janet tipped her head to one side. "Uhm...Herbert...Chronological order?"&nbsp; And started laughing.&nbsp; She had thought to do it that way but had convinced herself only she would be the one to understand it and had switched to Alpha by title within the alpha by author.&nbsp; Her face colored and her heart started beating fast.&nbsp; Herbert was the first guy who seemed to understand her way of thinking.&nbsp; "I thought I was the only one to think of that..."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>09-07-2009, 04:45:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert loved Janet's anecdote.&nbsp; "I grok you," he said, and for the first time since entering Janet's apartment, made eye contact as he smiled.&nbsp; It was a terrible butchering of the term, he knew.&nbsp; What they had done earlier- that had been much more of a grokking moment than this.&nbsp; The thought of Janet's eager hips pressing up to meet his own rushed through Herbert's mind, and for the millionth time that evening he turned bright red, and looked away, returning to the job of sorting.<br><br>There was a noticeable bulge in his pink bathrobe.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>14-07-2009, 01:31:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet laughed as Herbert told her about grokking her.&nbsp; She'd had very few guys....er...grok her ever.&nbsp; She dropped her eyes toward the floor but couldn't help but notice the bulge in Herbert's bathrobe.&nbsp; The event in the restaurant had been fun, but they'd been mostly dressed and rushed to boot.&nbsp; &nbsp;Her eyes seemed to hang on the bulge understanding what it meant but not sure if she should pursue it.&nbsp; THey'd already done it once, would he think she was a total slut or crazed lunatic if she suggested they do it again?&nbsp; &nbsp;It was clear part of him was interested.&nbsp; <br><br>She turned to another box so her face was hidden from his and opened it with the boxcutter.&nbsp; Inside were more books, but these were professional in nature.&nbsp; &nbsp;She said as she closed the lid again, "Herbert...did you say something earlier about...testing...the...mold....?" 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>16-07-2009, 01:22:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The mold!&nbsp; Had it been left in the office?&nbsp; Herbert's neck twitched violently to the side as he was suddenly hit with a massive embarrassment attack.&nbsp; If it had been found by Mr. Cruxly, he would never leave it down.&nbsp; He blushed bright red, and tried to explain that the item might have been left at the office, but all he managed to do was stammer.<br><br>Frustrated, he turned from the bookshelf and stepped swiftly over to the pile of things that Janet had brought in.&nbsp; Luckily for our awkward hero, the mold had managed to find its way in, along with the artificial muscle.&nbsp; Herbert let out a sigh of relief and sank to the floor, facing Janet.&nbsp; He held up the mold.&nbsp; "I thought we left this behind," he said, his voice a little ragged.&nbsp; "That would have been awkward."&nbsp; Unbeknown to poor Herbert, though, another embarrassment was to befall him.&nbsp; In all his heated searching for the simple mold, his own <em>muscle</em> had somehow managed to wander free, and now poked proudly through the pink folds of fluff.<br><br>"I have some of the equipment to make a new muscle at my house," he said.&nbsp; "I had took some of the machinery home to work overnight- it should be enough if you want to make one."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>17-07-2009, 06:30:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet couldn't help herself.&nbsp; As he sat down on the floor, it was just that he wasn't paying close attention to things, or he had never worn a bright pink fluffy bathrobe before.&nbsp; Her eyes landed on his nakedness sticking up out of the poofy folds of fabric.&nbsp; It was endearing and cute and it made her think even more of wanting to go to bed with him again.&nbsp; She'd never done it more than once in a day before.&nbsp; Actually, she couldn't remember doing it more than once in a week since mostly she dated on the weekends and had never had a full-time sort of boyfriend who was around all the time.<br><br>She sucked in her lower lip but kept her eyes on Herbert's fully visible manhood.&nbsp; "Well," she said, "I suppose that can wait until tomorrow.&nbsp; You wouldn't want to ride your bike home in that robe...and your clothes aren't dry yet."&nbsp; The image of Herbert riding on his bike with her robe flying out behind him like a cape made her smile a little bit.&nbsp; She realized that she had been staring, rather blatantly at him for some time and reluctantly raised her eyes to his.&nbsp; Her cheeks flamed with embarrassment.&nbsp; "You might as well spend the night..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>21-07-2009, 02:18:05</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Well, the things are at my place- and if we take your SUV I don't have to get wet," Herbert hadn't managed to put two and two together, and realize that if he stayed the night with Janet, he would be sleeping with her.&nbsp; He did know, however, that if he could get her playing with the new toy, he was almost certain to at least have a fun show. "I also have a kitchen in working order."<br><br>Herbert grinned, standing up.&nbsp; He never knew that his member was hanging out; it slipped back into the folds of his robe before he could notice.&nbsp; He scooped the mold and the prototype up into his arms, and took a quick step towards the door, then stopped and pivoted back, suddenly realizing that the decision had not been made final- he hadn't even checked with Janet.&nbsp; "If that's okay with you," he said, blushing bright red.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>21-07-2009, 02:54:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet watched Herbert's erection slide behind the folds of her bathrobe with a bit of disappointment.&nbsp; He seemed so ready--or at least his body was ready.&nbsp; AS he made his suggestion to go back to his place to work she sucked in her lower lip in disappointment.&nbsp; &nbsp;Hadn't she just asked him to spend the night?&nbsp; Didn't he realize that she was offering to just rip of her clothes and drag him into her bedroom?&nbsp; God, he was so cute.<br><br>The dryer buzzed in the other room, and she said, just as he had turned back toward her,"Looks like your clothing is ready...You don't have to go out in my robe at least."&nbsp; She felt the let down of a missed opportunity, but she simply could not bring herself to point out that they didn't really need the toy at the moment, that he seemed to be amply endowed. <br><br>She turned toward the hallway and the dryer, gathering her inner strength to not feel rejected.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>22-07-2009, 18:23:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As he walked after Janet, Herbert could feel his erection brushing up against the pink fabric.&nbsp; He hoped that Janet hadn't noticed.&nbsp; As Janet bent over to retreive his clothes, Herbert felt a sudden urge to step forward, lift her skirt, tug down her panties, and plow into her.&nbsp; It was almost a frightening thought, but part of him knew that it was something that Janet would want.<br><br>Before he could make his decision, however, Janet stood up, and the opportunity was lost.&nbsp; He smiled brightly, and took the clothes from Janet's hands.&nbsp; "Thank you," he said, and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek before darting into the bathroom to change.<br><br>He emerged a few moments later, his clothes wrinkled, and still slightly damp.&nbsp; It hardly mattered to Herbert though, he'd be stripping them off soon enough, and with any luck, Janet would join him.&nbsp; "Let's go," he said with a grin.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>22-07-2009, 23:19:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet was more than aware of Herbert's hard cock, and wished he was more aware of it than he seemed to be.&nbsp; Maybe she wasn't giving off the right signals or something.&nbsp; She said, "Let me grab a couple of things."&nbsp; She ran into her room and tossed in a quick change of clothing and her toothbrush.&nbsp; She didn't need much as makeup wasn't something she used very much.&nbsp; SHe wished she owned some lingerie or something sexy, but the thought to buy any hadn't occurred to her at all recently.<br><br>Soon she was ready she followed him out and locked her door behind her.&nbsp; She let him give her directions to his place, though she was rather absent minded about it, she didn't keep track of the trip and realized she'd never find her way back home.<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>26-07-2009, 07:00:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert loaded the mold, and some of Janet's research tools up into the car, then hopped into the passenger seat.&nbsp; The rain was pouring now, and by the time that he got in the car he was nearly drenched, again.&nbsp; The same went for Janet.&nbsp; He couldn't wait to return to favor of the pink bathrobe to Janet, to have her lounge about in his home, wearing nothing but a fuzzy black robe.&nbsp; <br><br>For the whole trip, Herbert thought indecent thoughts.&nbsp; Twice he gave her wrong directions (Once because of unfamiliar streets, and the other because he had accidentally called out which nipple he'd been nibbling in his mind, instead of the direction to turn), and had to quickly redirect her back on track.&nbsp; He didn't want to give her directions.&nbsp; He wanted her to pull over on the side of the road, so he could jump her, rip her clothes off, and take her right there in the car.&nbsp; He settled for placing his hand on her inner thigh as she drove.&nbsp; Somewhere along the way, the rain turned to hail, and lightning began to flicker across the sky.<br><br>Finally they reached his house.&nbsp; Herbert stepped out of the car, leaving Janet on the dry interior of the SUV as he punched in the code to his keypad door opener.&nbsp; The old electric engine whined into action, and, as always, got stuck halfway up.&nbsp; Herbert had to push the thing the rest of the way.&nbsp; He opened the door for Janet as she stepped out of her car, then closed the garage door.<br><br>The soggy young man stared at the woman lustfully.&nbsp; "You're wet," he said, then grabbed her forcefully, and kissed her boldly on the lips.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 23:41:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				If only he knew how wet she was and where!&nbsp; Janet blushed at her own thoughts as he kissed her.&nbsp; She liked his boldness and kissed him back matching his forcefulness with her own.&nbsp; "I'm cold...too...from the water..." she said.&nbsp; "Let's take them off so I can get dry."&nbsp; She wanted to say something more daring like, let's take them off so we can both be naked together, but her teeth chattered instead.&nbsp; Her hands went to her own buttons as she began to undress.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>28-07-2009, 23:58:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				His own groping hands fumbled at Janet's blouse, failing miserably at all attempts to unbutton her front.&nbsp; He turned his attention downwards, pushing one hand up her skirt, and planted it on her thigh.&nbsp; His hands, hot from excitement, must have felt like fire against Janet's cold skin.<br><br>Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a light come on across the street.&nbsp; In all his haste to touch Janet, he had forgotten to shut the door.&nbsp; Without letting up on any of his kissing or groping, he shoved Janet towards the dirty pine door leading into the house.&nbsp; He turned the knob, and the two toppled over as the door swung back.&nbsp; Somehow, in the midst of things, Herbert managed to twist his body, so that Janet landed on top of him, just inside the entryway, though it caused him to hit his own head on the way down.&nbsp; He didn't mind though, not so long as he had this sopping wet beauty on top of him.&nbsp; <br><br>He kicked the door shut with one foot.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 17:42:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet landed lightly on top of Herbert and giggled a little bit before kissing him back.&nbsp; She wrapped her hands around his head , cradling it gently and said,"I hope you're okay. We don't want to injure the brains there."&nbsp; She squirmed against him and kissed him again.<br><br>They were both wet, and the floor wasn't particularly comfortable, but it was dark and she couldn't see beyond the entry way.&nbsp; She lifted her head and asked, "Wanna show me your room?"&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 22:35:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert had planted his face between Janet's breasts, licking and kissing at them vigorously, and his hand had once again found it's way up Janet's skirt.&nbsp; He gripped her rear firmly, then gave her a gentle bite on the breast - for good luck.&nbsp; "One moment," he said, rolling out from under Janet.&nbsp; He dove back out into the garage, and returned quickly- with the equipment in tow.&nbsp; He put his hand around her shoulder.<br><br>There were no lights on in the house, and with the thick stormclouds obscuring whatever moonlight would have fallen, the place was almost pitch black.&nbsp; Herbert could navigate the house in his sleep though, (and frequently did) and never turned on a single light, intentionally keeping Janet in the dark.&nbsp; He spun her twice, and looped her through the house a number of times, before entering the bedroom.&nbsp; Without saying a word, he suddenly shoved her onto his queen sized bed, before climbing on top of her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>29-07-2009, 22:48:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet laughed as Herbert guided her like a blind person through the house.&nbsp; When he spun her and practically threw her on the bed, she was a little bit nervous at his roughness.&nbsp; Still, she was so turned on by him that she couldn't possibly resist whatever it was he wanted to do to her. <br><br>"Oh...Herbert.." she said, her voice low and purring.&nbsp; "This bed is so much more comfortable than mine."<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 01:56:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's because your bed doesn't have me on top of you," Herbert said, lustily.&nbsp; He was grinning big, but in the dark, Janet wouldn't be able to see it.&nbsp; His hands traced down to her buttons, and he tried his best to free her from her soaked clothes.&nbsp; But by now his fingers were cold, and nearly numb (in fact, it seemed the only warm part of him was that hard lump in his pants).<br><br>Instead, he slid down Janet's body, then grabbed her skirt, pulling it down her legs and then off, before returning for her panties.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 20:16:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet lifted her hips to help Herbert get her skirt off and her own hands fumbled at her buttons.&nbsp; She managed to get things open even though her fingers were numb and stiff.&nbsp; Every so often the lightening lit up the room and she caught glimpses of the interior of his room.<br><br>She was barely aware of details because she was focusing on Herbert who was working hard to pull the sticky wet clothing off of her.&nbsp; Her skirt stuck against her skin and rubbed uncomfortably against her sides as he pulled it down. 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>30-07-2009, 22:29:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				After freeing Janet from her panties, Herbert set to work on his own clothes, practically tearing off his shirt as he tugged open the buttons.&nbsp; His pants and boxers were around his ankles a moment later, caught around his shoes.&nbsp; He flopped onto the bed, kicking his shoes free as he began kissing his way up Janet’s leg, exploring every inch of her skin before arriving between her thighs.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>03-08-2009, 22:35:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet tingled all over as Herbert made his way up her legs.&nbsp; His lips both caressed and tickled in a delicious way that she hadn't expected nor had ever felt before.&nbsp; As his lips arrived at her thighs, she had a momentary panic attack.&nbsp; &nbsp;No one had ever kissed her there before.&nbsp; She'd had sex a few times, but never had a guy gone down between her legs, and from the feel of it, it seemed like Herbert was moving right up to her very most private parts.&nbsp; She went through a mental check list of whether or not she was clean or if she would gross him out.&nbsp; She placed a hand on his shoulder, "Herbert...uhm...I've never...no one has...are you sure you want to go there?"&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>09-08-2009, 07:26:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Just shut up and enjoy it," Herbert said, the big bright grin on his face invisible to Janet, as he kiss between her legs, until he found her vagina.<br><br>His lips parted slowly, and his tongue slid out to touch the slick, salty folds of Janet's labia.&nbsp; It wasn't the best tasting thing, but it wasn't wholly unpleasant either, and the sheer sexual nature of the act made it incredibly stimulating for Herbert, who let out a low moan of excitement as he began to explore her with his tongue.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>11-08-2009, 22:35:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh...Herbert...," Janet cooed, suddenly enjoying the directness and commanding sound of Herbert's voice.&nbsp; The warmth of his tongue against her sex was odd, but exciting.&nbsp; It felt so much better than she thought it might.&nbsp; She told herself to relax and not think about the details.&nbsp; Relax...Relax...just enjoy the feelings...just enjoy what he's doing...her mind fought with her between enjoyment and plain "eeuck" at the idea.&nbsp; The enjoyment was beginning to win out, though.&nbsp; The moan from Herbert helped that bit right along. If he was enjoying this, why shouldn't she?<br><br>She shifted a little bit and spread her legs for him.&nbsp; Dropping a hand on his head, she stroked his hair gently. <br><br>"Oh...Herbert...I never knew...."&nbsp; she groaned in pleasure as she let go of her slight inhibition.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>12-08-2009, 09:17:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert was doing a bit of a fumbling job.&nbsp; His knowledge of the female body was very limited.&nbsp; Until he met Janet, he had never even seen a woman nude in person (except for one time in an art class- he had been so embarrassed by the ordeal that he had never attempted to draw a person again), much less gotten a chance to touch one's body.&nbsp; Still, he had read the occasional raunchy novel, and he was wise enough to know that the films they made down in Silicon Valley were fake; he wasn't completely inept.<br><br>As he worked, he thought back to his college sex class, trying to piece together some understanding of just exactly what it was that he was licking.&nbsp; He knew that he was supposed to find the clitoris, but in the dark, he was having troubles finding his way between her legs.&nbsp; Finally, he abandoned his quest for the illusive little nub, and settled on giving her pussy a good licking.<br><br>"You're <em>wet</em>; you must really like me," he said, coursing his tongue down the length of her labia.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>12-08-2009, 23:32:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet enjoyed what Herbert was doing, but he kept missing the mark.&nbsp; He was clearly having fun going at it, but she wanted to point him in the right direction somehow.&nbsp; Her clit was throbbing with excitement and every time he glanced across it it was electrifying, but a little more concentration there and he'd have her coming in no time.<br><br>Janet agreed,"I'm very wet and I do like you...and what you're doing.&nbsp; it's all very nice...yes..but...maybe ...uhm....oh...a little more...."<br><br>And she slipped her hand to his cheek, "It would feel....really good..... if you played with this a bit more."&nbsp; She touched her clitoris which had blossomed and become as hard as she'd ever felt it before.&nbsp; "I think a little there and I'll...uhm...you know..."&nbsp; She was sure she was beet red--her face was feeling flush and warm, but she also wanted him to touch her where it felt just right.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>15-08-2009, 22:57:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet was stammering, and it was hard to understand what she was asking for.&nbsp; But there was no meaning lost in the gentle caress of Janet's warm hand, drawing him towards her swollen clit.&nbsp; He traced his tongue up slowly, feeling his way up her womanhood, until finally he felt something small and firm underneath his tongue.&nbsp; From the way that Janet reacted, he could tell that he'd hit jackpot.&nbsp; He ran his tongue against it, tickling at the sensitive flesh, before pressing his face down, giving it an all out kiss.&nbsp; He moaned softly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>18-08-2009, 22:02:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert seemed to finally find that spot.&nbsp; The one that she had learned always let to her own orgasm.&nbsp; But this was so much better.&nbsp; <br><br>"Your tongue...so...much....better...than....finger...oh....oh....oh..." she got out in between excited breaths.&nbsp; His moan, though quiet, sent ripples of vibrations from his mouth through her clit.&nbsp; Her hips pushed upward of their own accord,&nbsp; moving herself harder and forcefully against his face, automatically seeking that which was so close to completing its mission.&nbsp; Words failed her at this point and Janet was reduced to grunts of passion that were unintelligible on their own count, but her body was, she hoped, making itself obvious.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 00:27:04</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert found this all to be almost unbearably exciting.&nbsp; He'd read about female orgasm, but he had never seen it in action.&nbsp; Now, Janet was coming with his face buried between her legs.&nbsp; He could smell, taste, and feel her excitement, and it was driving him wild.<br><br>His hands, tight against Janet's thighs, began to tremor slightly as he squeezed lightly at her flesh, and his breaths became short and ragged.&nbsp; His mouth stayed the course, however, licking, kissing and sucking at Janet's clit diligently, as he rode out her orgasm.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>19-08-2009, 21:35:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet was afraid she'd bounce Herbert right off of her with the force of her orgasm when it hit.&nbsp; She'd gotten complacent with her own masturbating, using her finger or the occasional vibrator to let of some steam, but she'd never had a guy go down on her like that before.&nbsp; She'd never thought to ask it of anyone, and no one had ever offered before.&nbsp; The feeling of warm tongue on her was better than anything she'd ever felt before.&nbsp; The orgasm was stronger and different than others she'd had, and yet, she still wanted, more than anything in the world, to feel Herbert's cock inside her again.<br><br>"Oh...thank you, Herbert..."she managed as her jerking body finally calmed down enough for her to speak.&nbsp; Her hips rounded up toward his face and she said, "But...would you please...I want to feel you inside me again, now more than before even..."&nbsp; She was more excited than in the restaurant, less nervous and happy.&nbsp; She giggled in relief. "Oh...this is wonderful!"&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>22-08-2009, 00:03:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				At that moment, Herbert would have done anything for Janet.&nbsp; Her soft warm flesh, sweet moans, and the strong scent of her sex had him completely mesmerized.&nbsp; "Did you just come?" Herbert asked, sliding his body up hers, as he positioned himself for entry.<br><br>At first, he had difficult finding his way in; he had to search with his fingers to find the opening, but once he had it located there was no difficulty slipping it in.&nbsp; Herbert moaned, this was only his second time ever entering a woman, and now, outside the restaurant and in his own home, he was able to experience the pleasure without the fear of getting caught.&nbsp; "It's so <em>hot</em>-" he moaned, as he slid the length of his shaft into her, "I love it."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>22-08-2009, 01:15:21</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet was wondering if her body jerking all over the place was totally normal, but she was pretty sure it came with the orgasm and wasn't some strange body tick.&nbsp; "Yes...ohmygodyesicamesoamazingfuckmeherbert," she said trying to be coherent when all she felt like doing was screaming aloud to the world.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>23-08-2009, 20:15:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert, his ear nestled a little too close to Janet's mouth, jerked his head back as she all but shouted in his ear.&nbsp; The motion also rocketed his hips forward, and he slammed deep into Janet.&nbsp; Herbert moaned loudly, her excitement was contagious, and he could feel her voice resonating through her body onto his erection.&nbsp; He loved it.&nbsp; "Glad to see you're having fun," he said, slyly, then leaned down and bit her shoulder gently.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>25-08-2009, 01:50:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet giggled appreciatively, her hips pushing up&nbsp; toward Herbert with each thrust.&nbsp; "Oh...yes...Herbert.&nbsp; It's more than fun."&nbsp; She lifted her legs and wrapped them around Herbert's back, hugging him close but also giving him plenty of room to maneuver between them.&nbsp; &nbsp;His bite at her neck was a bit of a surprise, she'd never been bitten before.&nbsp; But, she'd also never had anyone do what Herbert had just done to her before.&nbsp; She hoped that he had liked it, but was distracted by the rocking motion of their bodies.&nbsp; SHe'd have to just enjoy this for now and think about it all later.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>26-08-2009, 03:08:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He had her here now, in the dark, and she was powerless to him.&nbsp; The prospect excited Herbert, almost as much as the touch of her gentle skin.&nbsp; His sex-drive, vigorous and aggressive, had finally taken him over.&nbsp; He emitted a soft, feral growl, as he continued to nip his way along Janet's chest, until he was holding her nipple delicately between his teeth, prodding it gently with his tongue.<br><br>His hips continued to push into her, quicker and quicker, making little "squelch, squelch" and slapping noises as their flesh slid and collided together.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>31-08-2009, 17:26:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet liked the way he seemed to be nibbling at her body, devouring her sexually in a way she'd never been touched before.&nbsp; His teeth on her nipple sent delicate little shock waves through her body, creating goose-bumps along her extremities.&nbsp; She tilted her head back in response, trying to calm the rising hairs on the back of her neck.&nbsp; The tingliness of it all was delicious and she let out a long satisfied groan, barely covering the sound of their bodies slapping together.<br><br>She reacted more enthusiastically with each thrust of his hips.&nbsp; Her pelvis rolled back and forth to greet his every move, seeking her own pleasure again.&nbsp; The thought of having sex twice in one day had been rather exciting, but to actually experience a second orgasm thrilled her even more.&nbsp; She thought she was getting close to it and gasped, "I think I'm going to come again, Herbert...Oh...OH....OH....OH!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>01-09-2009, 02:00:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert, excited by the woman's moans, lifted his lips up from her pert nipples, and brought them to her lips, kissing her firmly as his tongue gently pressed against her lips and tongue.&nbsp; To replace the now-absent lips, Herbert brought a hand up to excitedly pinch and twist the little pink nub of flesh, as he let out a soft moan.&nbsp; He could feel Janet's orgasm, as her womanhood began to contract, and the added stimulation- combined with her moans and kisses, brought him to orgasm as well.&nbsp; He fell strangely silent, and his kisses and pinching grew more frantic as his hips rocketed hard into Janet's womanhood, his legs shaking as jets of hot semen poured into her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>10-09-2009, 17:15:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet's own orgasm began to wane and trickle away as Herbert seemed to lose himself in his own moment.&nbsp; She couldn't see much in the darkness but the mere intensity of his movements were exciting and powerful.&nbsp; That she had brought him to such a state made her happy.&nbsp; As his body shook above her in his orgasm, Janet wiggled her hips and laughed a joyous laugh as her arms reached for him, hoping to hold him to her and share the warmth of a perfect moment with him.&nbsp; She wanted him to collapse on her, in her, with her--to meld their warm hot bodies together for a while longer.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>25-09-2009, 22:10:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert groaned, a little overwhelmed by the sensation of his orgasm- it was significantly stronger than any he'd been able to produce on his own.&nbsp; His hips pressed in a little, somewhere in his mind he figured that he should keep going, but all of his strength had left him with his seed.&nbsp; He moaned softly, then lay limp on top of Janet, his whole body nice and relaxed.<br><br>"That was wonderful," Herbert said.&nbsp; He was blushing in the dark.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>25-09-2009, 22:58:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Can I just fall asleep with you here, Herbert, "she asked, her head falling naturally into the crook of his shoulder.&nbsp; Her hand stroked his chest gently.&nbsp; She felt warm and comfortable and...happy.&nbsp; And very, very, tired.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>25-09-2009, 23:39:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert nodded, then, realizing that Janet had no way of seeing this, told her that it was fine for her to stay the evening.&nbsp; He was tired himself, and within minutes of rolling off of Janet settled into sleep.<br><br>He awoke early the next morning, before Janet, as the first rays of sunlight came flickering in through his blinds.&nbsp; He blinked repeatedly, and rubbed his fists against his glasses- which had miraculously stayed in place over night.&nbsp; He wiped the lenses on the sheets, removing his finger's oily residue, and placed them back on his eyes and gazed down at Janet.&nbsp; Her hair was mussed, and her makeup seemed off, but still he was enchanted by her looks.&nbsp; He felt a sudden urge to climb on top of her again, but held it off.<br><br>He got up slowly, careful not to rock the bed or wake the sleeper, and wandered off to the bathroom before settling down in his study, (which was directly opposite his bedroom through the hallway), and began to tinker with the synthetic muscle.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>27-09-2009, 23:15:43</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet slept soundly.&nbsp; The warmth of the bed and the gentle breathing next to her through the night was calming and reassuring.&nbsp; She woke up to an empty bed,&nbsp; with a start, though.&nbsp; She had a momentary panic when she thought she might be late for work before she remembered there was no work anymore.&nbsp; She&nbsp; cleared her eyes by blinking and then found her glasses next to the bed.&nbsp; She took some time looking around Herbert's room.&nbsp; She could hear little sounds that told her he was down the hallway and far away, but she couldn't help but try to make sense of the room she was in. <br><br>It wasn't that it was messy in a nasty way or anything like that.&nbsp; It was just that it was filled with unique and interesting things with an underlying order she thought must be there but one that she couldn't quite grok.&nbsp; It was as if Herbert must have lived here a long time to amass the assortment of things in the room.&nbsp; She smiled at seeing some of the same books she owned, and she had a momentary thought of how they would intermingle on shelves.&nbsp; She chided herself for moving in with him after a brief twenty four hour whirlwind of craziness.<br><br>The fact that he had a computer workbench in his room made her want to giggle as she thought of how much a geek he must be.&nbsp; Perfect for her!&nbsp; Though, she wouldn't necessarily want so much in her bedroom, she could see that he lived a life that only needed to reflect his own needs.&nbsp; And, there didn't seem to be any pretense.&nbsp; It wasn't all black leather, satin chrome and glass, but much homier and real seeming to her.&nbsp; She felt by looking around his room that she had found Herbert as he really is, not as some slick bachelor who was out roaming the world for another girl to get into his bed.<br><br>She blushed as she remembered how he'd licked and played with her the previous night, her body warming to the thought of it easily and readily.&nbsp; She closed her eyes and told herself to just calm down.&nbsp; She climbed out of bed and picked up what looked like to be a clean t-shirt of Herbert's and walked down the hallway.&nbsp; Moving the door open quietly she knocked and said, "Good morning...Herbert...Whatcha doing?"&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 07:01:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert was poised over a synthetic replica of his own penis.&nbsp; He hadn't succeeded in any real improvements, however.&nbsp; Wires were sticking in and out from the thing, and it was moving about strangely. The motions it was making were not natural.&nbsp; The phallus was twitching about, expanding and shrinking at all angles as it spasmed violently against the desk, as the testicles spun around in small circles.&nbsp; "I'm trying to get this thing to work, but as you can tell it's not working."<br><br>He flipped the power switch off, and the toy settled down.&nbsp; "I can't figure out how to connect your neural interface right."&nbsp; He pushed back in his rolley chair, giving her a clear line to the instruments.&nbsp; "Do you think you can get it to work?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>28-09-2009, 21:55:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet adjust her glasses and nodded, instantly into work mode.&nbsp; She looked closely at the attachments which seemed to all be just fine.&nbsp; She sucked in her lower lip and bent over to look more closely.&nbsp; Picking up a pair of tweezers, she began to make adjustments.&nbsp; She was entirely unaware that the t-shirt she had thrown on moments before was actually shorter than she had thought, pulling up above the curve of her bottom and up her hips slightly as she bent over.<br><br>Immersed as she was in her work, she wasn't even thinking of the mass below her sexually, but rather as something to be worked on and fixed.&nbsp; She pulled the magnifying lens over the small card and rechecked connections.&nbsp; She huffed in annoyance, and said, "I'm afraid I'll have to look at the software...it seems the hardware is connected just fine." <br><br>She smiled apologetically as she stood up and said, "Can you create an account on this computer for me? Or do you trust me with your password?" <br><br>She picked up the writhing mass and turned around to look at Herbert. "Sort of funny when it gets moving like this, though...not exactly realistic, eh?"&nbsp; She stifled a giggle and added, "Not nearly as interesting as the real thing..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>10-11-2009, 04:52:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet's focused attention was extremely attractive to Herbert.&nbsp; In that outfit she not only showed off her smart side, but a number of her womanly assets as well.&nbsp; Herbert wondered if Janet knew that his shirt, which had been high on her thighs before, was now only covering her midriff up.&nbsp; He decided not to tell her, but simply to enjoy the view.<br><br>"Here, let me type you in-"&nbsp; Herbert's fingers nimbly typed away, as the password bar began to overflow with asterisks.&nbsp; "<em>Six-Ee, Sixty-Seven, Seventy Three, Twenty One...</em> gotcha!"&nbsp; He blushed bright at Janet, embarrassed, then cast his gaze down, taking the opportunity to glance at her nipples which were peeking through the fabric of his shirt.&nbsp; "It's 'Find the Halflings!' in hex," he said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>19-11-2009, 00:14:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet paused and looked over the top of her glasses at him. "You are sooooo cute."<br><br>She turned back to her work thinking what an adorably smart geek Herbert was.&nbsp; They had a lot of the same books, were into a lot of the same sorts of things.&nbsp; She hopped online and went to her google account where she'd stored a lot of her work.&nbsp; She felt a huge amount of relief that she had saved them offsite from her last job and didn't have to copy anything locally.<br><br>She spent a few minutes finding what it was she wanted and then said, "Yeah...I think I know how to do this."&nbsp; She paused for a few minutes and closed her eyes as she drew new connections in her mind and came up with an elegant solution.<br><br>She picked up a spare piece of paper and began to draw quickly.&nbsp; Soon, there was a decently clear picture of what needed to be done to connect the new material to the artificial intelligence network she'd spent so much time developing.&nbsp; <br><br>"I think this will work," she said blinking her eyes to adjust her vision again.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>22-11-2009, 18:56:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert's desk was a disaster site.&nbsp; It had been messy to begin with, with nearly a few dozen books, coffee mugs scattered about, and nearly a trillion loose sheets of note paper to cover them.&nbsp; When the model penis had begun its spastic dance it completely decimated what little tidyness had remained, catching and tying books and papers in the chords that ran from its base to the metal suitcase that served as its brain.<br><br>Despite all this, Herbert was somehow able to produce from the pile a short USB cord, which he used to connect the computer to the metal suitcase.<br><br>"That should appear on the W Drive," Herbert said.&nbsp; "It might take some time to get it to set up correctly.&nbsp; Some of my software on this thing is really quirky."<br><br>He patted Janet lightly on the back, then turned his attention to the mass of twisted cords in front of him.&nbsp; One by one he would disconnect them from the steel suitcase, and untangle them, tossing the books and mugs he freed in the process to the floor.&nbsp; Occasionally he would shoot a look over to Janet to observe her bare bottom, or how her nipples peaked out from the fabric of his shirt.<br><br>It took him almost twenty minutes to untangle cords, but he was distracted.&nbsp; "We should be clear for launch, if everything's ready on your end."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>25-11-2009, 07:26:42</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet contemplated the thing in front of her.&nbsp; Her mind had switched to work mode, and she was almost entirely unaware of her semi-naked state.&nbsp; She would occasionally glance at Herbert as he untwined the cables, thinking he was rather methodical about it in a messy sort of way.&nbsp; But, her mind was already working on the code.&nbsp; She closed her eyes for a minute to imagine the algorithms she needed and nodded slowly as they came into her vision as usual.&nbsp; It was like conjuring coins out of air for her, she would reach for something not quite within view and itwould pop into her vision rather quickly.<br><br>When she had general form of what she needed, she opened her eyes and watched Herbert finish his task.&nbsp; His double entendre hit her as cute and funny, but all she could think about was getting into the work again.&nbsp; She stood up and leaned over the fake cock and rechecked a connection.&nbsp; She clicked on the program she needed and started to make some coding changes on the basic module.<br><br>Her eyes glazed over as she typed away.&nbsp; Line after line of code appeared on the screen until, about an hour later, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.&nbsp; She removed her glasses and rubbed her eyes.&nbsp; <br><br>"Okay," she said, "I think this might make it seem...more realistic."<br><br>She put her glasses back on.&nbsp; Looking down at the mass of fake flesh she said, "How should we proceed? I don't think it's to the point where you can do a tap and have it change motions, but I'm pretty sure I have it so that it will go from flaccid to erect."<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>27-11-2009, 10:40:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I think we can work with what you've got here," Herbert said enthusiastically.&nbsp; "Just a moment, let me take a look at this-"<br><br>On the screen was a simple GUI.&nbsp; There was a set of muscles, along with a corresponding slider of rigidity.&nbsp; Herbert, enticed by the program, took control of the mouse and keyboard, and began to play around.&nbsp; The artificial penis began to writhe unnaturally, but in a much more controlled fashion than before.&nbsp; No cups were knocked over, and no cords were tangled.&nbsp; After a couple of minutes, he had programmed in a few simple muscle positions: flaccid, stiff, slightly erect, and a few where the muscle curved slightly to the right and to the left.<br><br>With a few more keystrokes, he set a routine into the machine.&nbsp; The penis began to wag and twirl half-way up the shaft.&nbsp; Herbert grinned.&nbsp; "Here we go!" he said, passing the toy to Janet.&nbsp; "Does this look like fun?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>30-11-2009, 07:20:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				They seemed to think an awful lot alike.&nbsp; Janet looked around Herbert's room again as he fiddled with things and wondered about the fact they had just met.&nbsp; Less than twenty four hours ago, she had been getting ready for a new job at a new company, and here she was.&nbsp; Herbert didn't feel like a stranger, though.&nbsp; She adjusted her clothes, rather Herbert's clothes, around her and straightened her glasses.<br><br>Looking down at the writhing thing in Herbert's hands she couldn't suppress her smile.&nbsp; "I suppose it might be fun.&nbsp; Different than a real human, perhaps, but fun nonetheless.&nbsp; Would you like to run some tests with me as the subject, Herbert?"<br><br>She smiled and looked over the top rim of her glasses.&nbsp; Her cheeks blushed furiously at her own audacity.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 02:27:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				In all honesty, Herbert just wanted to pull Janet down and do her himself.&nbsp; But they had worked so hard on getting this thing, well, hard- and besides, this was a fun concept to explore.&nbsp; He had heard about sex toys and vibrators, but he had never seen a woman actual use one before.<br><br>"Of course I'll help you," Herbert said, with a strong air of excitement in his voice.&nbsp; With a few swift clicks on the keyboard, the phallus stopped its gyrations- though it retained its rigidity.&nbsp; He set it down on the desk.&nbsp; "If we're going to do this as an official test run though, you'll need to take notes," he began to rummage through the pile of junk on his desk, and started a mini avalanche before finding a pen and an old beat up notepad filled with graph paper.&nbsp; "Here," he said, handing her the pen, and picking up the penis again.&nbsp; "Just tell me when to start."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>01-12-2009, 06:07:57</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet moved back onto the bed so that her upper body was supported by the pillows and grabbed the paper and pen.&nbsp; She adjusted her glasses again and spread her legs open, pulling up the shirt she was wearing.&nbsp; <br><br>"Okay, Herbert, I think I'm ready, " she said, feeling rather clinical about the whole thing.&nbsp; She smiled encouragingly and held up her pen to the paper.&nbsp; She wasn't sure what to call it so she just wrote "Test Object" for now.&nbsp; TO for short.<br><em>TO is rigid and erect. The color of the TO could be a bit less pink, perhaps, but looks rather like the human organ from which it was modeled. </em><br><br>She looked over the pad and paper and paid close attention to the object Herbert held in his hands.&nbsp; In spite of the fact that she was aroused again, she was also extremely curious about the qualities of the object and how the material would feel once inside her.&nbsp; Would it slacken under the walls of her vaginal compression?&nbsp; Would it swell?&nbsp; What if it broke down due to her body heat? There were so many variables to consider.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>04-12-2009, 22:15:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert raised the cock up gently to Janet's womenhood.&nbsp; However, Herbert was fairly unfamiliar with the female anatomy, and rather than sliding straight in, the artificial cock merely bent slightly, and ran along the length of her labia.&nbsp; The second attempt was more successful, and Herbert slid the tip of the thing inside her.&nbsp; Obviously excited with this activity, Herbert let out a soft sigh.<br><br>A hand came up, hot and smooth, to rub along Janet's thigh as he buried artificial erection deep inside of her.<br><br>"How does it feel so far?" Herbert asked.&nbsp; His breath tickled at her bare flesh.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>07-12-2009, 18:25:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				As Herbert semi-fumbled with the toy to begin with, Janet simply made a mental note to see if the material could somehow incorporate a sensing device of some source.&nbsp; Something that would help it detect heat, perhaps, or wetness to guide itself more easily to it's eventual location.&nbsp; If something like that were incorporated, masturbating might be easier.&nbsp; As it was, it seemed to need a helping hand to find its way.&nbsp; <br><br>When the heat of Herbert's hand hit her thigh, though, she found she was more excited by that than the thing he was gently pushing inside her.&nbsp; It was colder than his hand, but warmed very quickly.&nbsp; She looked down between her legs and tried to maintain objectivity.&nbsp; <br><br>"It feels fine. Sort of like a squishy dildo though.&nbsp; And a tiny bit on the cold side," she said.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>13-12-2009, 23:16:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The synthetic muscle had been designed to hold to and go around plastic bone, which would give it the structure it needed to replicate motion.&nbsp; As it stood, the thing could grow long, or short and limp by tightening or loosening the bundles of wire that gave it strength, but its range of motion was rather poor, much like a real penis.&nbsp; Herbert would have been frustrated, if it weren't for Janet, bent over the desk and taking notes with one arm while he thrust the thing inside her.<br><br>"I'm sure you'll heat it up in a moment," Herbert said, sliding the thing halfway out.&nbsp; "Besides, we haven't tried out everything that this can do."&nbsp; He pressed a few keys on his keyboard, and some of the wires began to go flaccid then firm again inside the member, causing the tip to gently twist like a snake.&nbsp; "How's that?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>17-12-2009, 01:48:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The material was beginning to warm up between her legs within moments of the new snake-like movement.&nbsp; She relaxed a bit more as the motion began to bring her juices down and onto the toy.&nbsp; With the lubrication, it was much better.&nbsp; She made a note of it.&nbsp; <br><br>"The motion is good--unlike anything a real penis could accomplish...definitely puts it in the fun toy market, eh?" she asked smiling.&nbsp; As the thing continued to writhe halfway in her, her hips began to move in a hungry way, seeking more and deeper contact with the toy. <br><br>"Put it all the way in, please, Herbert," she asked.&nbsp; She wanted to see what would happen with the entire mass inside her.&nbsp; 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>17-12-2009, 03:01:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				With no belly or thighs in the way, "Little-Herbert's" clone was able to penetrate her much more deeply than his real one.&nbsp; He slid the slowly writhing mass in deep, until the soft rubbery testicles were pressed tightly against her skin.&nbsp; Herbert grinned broadly, it was in so deep!&nbsp; Herbert twisted his hand, so that his fingers could curl under and search for Janet's clit while his palm held the phallus in place.&nbsp; It took some, he was no experienced lover, but he eventually found it.&nbsp; He rubbed her gently with his middle finger.<br><br>Looking down, Herbert noticed that the tip of his own manhood was coated in pre-cum.&nbsp; He slid his thumb across its slick surface and let out a groan, it was more sensitive than it had ever been before.&nbsp; His hand returned to Janet's thigh, and he slid his chair forward so that his legs were touching hers; every inch of skin that met was bliss.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>21-12-2009, 06:11:22</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Janet looked down between her legs as she attempted to maintain any sort of detachment from the experience.&nbsp; How could she possibly make notes on something that felt like this?&nbsp; She dropped her head back as Herbert's hand helped out the toy.&nbsp; <br><br>She made a mental note that she really ought to tell him it wasn't very accurate a test if he was helping, but maybe this could be a couple's play toy or something.&nbsp; Her mind rambled on vaguely into nonsensical thought as it was taken over by her body's urges to push up and against his hand, trying to swallow up his toy cock and gain more pressure.<br><br>She closed her eyes and the pen fell out of her hand making a soft thump against the notepad on the bed.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh...Herbert...more..." she said.&nbsp; Her body began to pulse and quiver along with the thing inside her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lavaske</strong> on <strong>24-12-2009, 00:20:38</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Herbert's hand left Janet's thigh for a few brief moments to click away at the computer program that was controlling the phallus.&nbsp; "All right," Herbert said softly, as he finished one last string of code.&nbsp; "I've got it all set up so all you have to do to change this thing's motion is hit the spacebar, and it will start another routine at random."&nbsp; He stood as he said this, and bent over her, so that his torso was pressed tight against her shirt (his shirt), and his erection pressed firmly against the flesh of her buttock.&nbsp; All the while his hand continued to rub awkwardly at her clitoris.<br><br>At this moment he wanted very badly to pull the fake cock out of her and insert his own.&nbsp; Her skin, hot against his own was driving him insane.&nbsp; But there was a part of him that wanted very badly to sit back and watch the show, for her to climax on this toy, and to feel her warm wet cunt beneath his hands as she did it.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Bits and Pieces </strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cecilia</strong> on <strong>29-12-2009, 01:43:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You...you...kn...kn....know...Her...Herbert...th...this is am...am...amazing." she sputtered.&nbsp; She couldn't think or speak clearly, but she knew that what she was feeling wasn't just the toy inside her, but his weight against her chest and his fingers against her clit.&nbsp; &nbsp;She made a mental note that she should run it solo for him to watch sometime, just for them to gauge it as a masturbation toy.&nbsp; Her analytical mind was still interested in the process, but her body was telling her to just let go and have fun with it.<br><br>She met his eyes briefly before they rolled up in a release of ecstasy.&nbsp; Her hips pulsed up toward him hard, jerkily moving both of them on the bed and tugging at the wires connecting the computer to the toy.&nbsp; The keyboard came crashing down onto the floor and the keyboard cables wrapped around the monitor brought it perilously close to the edge of the desk.&nbsp; Unable to speak, Janet's eyes widened at the movement in her periphery and all she could do was let out a shriek.&nbsp; "Oh my god...Herbert!"&nbsp; Her head turned toward the monitor and her leg shot out to hold it up at the same time.
			</dd>
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