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(Prototypes chapter 6)

**To Feel Human pt 2** by StSE, universe G1

“How do you like it?” Sharon asked him. Her smile widened as she met the humor-filled grin of Daniel standing next to her.

TC leapt up and landed flat on his back on the mattress. With a childish gleam in his optics he smiled up at the two humans. “It’s so BIG! I fit!” he exclaimed.

Speed snickered and leapt on it next to TC, the blue clone barely getting his wing out of the way as the yellow clone landed with a bounce. The cocky clone smirked at the humans as he put his hands behind his helm and made a big show of stretching out his legs. “Yep, fits two just fine!” he quipped. He gave the blue clone a quick side glance, silently challenging him to say anything.

The sales woman was speechless. Still amazed at these two droids that the middle aged pair had brought in with them! Apparently they were shopping for a bedroom set for the blue painted one, which in itself was highly unusual, but besides that – the droids acted so HUMAN! And the middle aged woman had made it obvious that the saleswoman was to treat the blue droid as the client to work with – not the humans they had come in with. “So, this is the mattress set you want sir?” she asked him. At least she thought the two odd droids were male, they had male voices.

“Can I buy this set?!? Can I? Can I?” TC asked Sharon in an excited voice, just as he playfully shoved Speed off the king-sized mattress.

“Ouch!!” the yellow clone exclaimed as he hit the hard tile with a loud thud. He stood up, glaring at TC.

“Now you two – behave!” Daniel chuckled as he raised a finger and waved it side-to-side. At least the two clones were getting along. Granted, they were constantly egging each other on, but it was like two teenaged brothers. The hate between them seemed to be gone now that they’d passed Sharon’s test and realized that they were so emotionally linked to their individual master.

Speed huffed for a second, debating if he should throw another insult at TC just for good measure, but then something caught his optics. Forgetting the push altogether, he grabbed TC’s arm and dragged him off the mattress set. “Hey, check THAT out!” he exclaimed and dragged the blue clone after him to go look at a mirror-covered bedroom set.

“Ring it up,” Sharon told the saleslady with a nod. With a happy smile at her brother, the pair followed the two excited clones. “Didn’t know they’d like to shop this much,” she snickered under her breath.

Daniel watched the pair as they opened the drawers and darted around the mirrored bedroom set. They were acting just like two excited children, it was so adorable! “Neither did I, perhaps we should consider giving them an allowance or something?” he joked.

Her eyes lit up at that idea. Perhaps the two could be taught the concept of work equals money equals shopping? “Good idea,” she agreed.

They followed the pair as they darted to a wrought iron bedroom set. The clones just fascinated by the curves in the black iron. “Can we buy it? Can we?” TC asked her, his optics gleaming in his childlike excitement.

Daniel gripped the heavy head board, trying to budge it. His eyes full of mischief as he nodded at his sister. Plopping himself on the bed, he lay spread eagle and snickered. “Yep, be perfect with a few ropes,” he snickered.

The clones didn’t catch his meaning, but Sharon sure did. She cuffed him hard. “Get your mind out of the gutter Daniel!” she snickered.

He jumped off the bed, putting his arm across her shoulders. “Don’t act so proper sis, we both know you like ‘em tied up. By the way, have you tied him up yet?” he whispered in a purr right in her ear.

“You pervert,” she whispered back to him as she elbowed him in the stomach. But her eyes gave her away. She hadn’t tied TC up yet – but now that Daniel had reminded her – she probably would.

“Can I have this dresser? All mine?” TC asked her as he grabbed her arm and dragged her over to look at it. He opened drawer after drawer, showing her how neat it was.

She shrugged; the clone really didn’t have anything of his own to put in those drawers. But why not let him call it his own? It’d be the first thing he’d ever owned. “Sure,” she said and nodded to the waiting saleslady.

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“Expensive trip,” Daniel commented as he and Sharon stood and watched the two industrious clones working together to load ‘TC’s’ new bedroom set and mattresses into the bed of the dually. Although his sister did well for herself, he knew she watched her money like a hawk.

She shrugged as she watched the clones. “Needed a new master bedroom set anyways,” she commented.

“So you’re moving him to your room, hmmm? On a permanent basis?” Daniel asked her in a low voice.

“Well, I’ve tried my luck with men and I’m just sick of it. I think a machine is more my taste nowadays,” she replied with a knowing wink.

Daniel blushed a little bit. He knew it had been obvious how pleased he was when she informed him of the level of attachment that Speed seemed to have for him. Granted, Sam would always come first. But now Speed was also a big part of his life too. “Yep, guess if Sam ever throws my ass out, I’d stick with Speed,” he replied.

Sharon chuckled and slapped him on his shoulder. “Like that’s ever going to happen,” she smirked. “By the way, how does Sam get along with him?” she asked.

“Oh Sam loves him! Spoils the hell outt’ve him. And except for the sex part, seems to think of him like the son we never had,” Daniel replied.

“That’s good,” Sharon replied. She was happy that the pair of clones had really seemed to fit perfectly into their lives.

The clones were now finished loading. They slammed the tailgate back up with pride in their faces and then walked back up to the siblings.

“Did we do a good job?” TC asked.

“You know we did! Quit being a wuse and asking if you did something ‘good’ or not! Geeze,” Speed teased him, even as he looked up with an expectant expression on his face, waiting for Daniel to compliment him.

“God, they’re a pair!” Sharon snickered to the man next to her.

“Yes they are. And they’re a pair that are really, really good at loading furniture!” Daniel quipped. He enjoyed watching the yellow clone swell up at the compliment. Pulling out his wallet, he pulled a few bills out. Briefly meeting the eyes of his sister as he nodded for the clones to come up and take the money. “Since you two did such a good job, here’s a hundred bucks each!” he chuckled.

The two clones grabbed the offered bills with eager optics, but then just stared down at the green paper in confusion. Neither one really knew exactly why the man had given the paper to them for doing a good job. Then they glanced at each other and shrugged.

“Silly boys, now you’ve got some money of your own. You can buy yourselves stuff,” Sharon explained. “What things have you two been wanting?” she added.

“We can? Really?” TC asked as he looked at the paper in his hands with amazement on his face.

“COOOOOOOLLLLLLL!” Speed exclaimed as he hopped from foot-to-foot in excitement.

The clones transformed and followed the humans as they drove to the mall. The cell phone link buzzing with their excited voices as they talked about all the different things they’d seen advertised on TV. And what things they really wanted to buy with their money.

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Sharon came out of the bathroom, her thick towel wrapped tightly around her. She smiled in happiness as she saw TC, who was still trying to decide just what drawer of ‘his’ dresser to store his wax and buffing rags. Sliding onto their new bed, she enjoyed the feel of the satin bedspread on her naked skin. “Are you happy TC?” she purred as she followed his movements with her eyes.

He nodded, grinning as he slammed the top drawer shut. His waxing supplies now neatly tucked away in his very own dresser. Reaching up, he grabbed his new NintendoDS and began to try and figure out which drawer to put it in. This idea of having your very own stuff was cool! So cool!

The black haired woman chuckled softly. “You know, you are so cute!” she purred.

TC blushed slightly as he glanced over at her. Fumbling a bit, he pulled open the second drawer and carefully set his valuable toy within. Then he shut the drawer and turned around to face her. She looked so good! So good lying on the bed that HE had gotten to pick out! Happiness washed over him, for he knew she was giving him more choices all the time. Just as she was giving him more responsibility as her ‘secretary’ at work! Treating him more and more like a human… “You’re pretty too,” he replied awkwardly.

Sharon tossed off her towel, stretching seductively on top of the satin sheets. “This is a wonderful bedroom set you picked out. Wonderful!” she purred.

Swelling up with her praise, TC sat down on the edge of the large mattress. When they’d gone shopping, he hadn’t realized that he’d be moving into her room. But the King-sized bed had more than ample room for them both. And since there was an outlet right next to his side, he could easily plug his recharge cable in. But it was more than that. So much more than just that! She was allowing him to get even closer to her. Almost like he was a human boyfriend! The realization of that caused him to widen his optics with surprise.

“Something on your meta?” she purred seductively at the clone who sat there silently watching her.

Shaking himself out of his thoughts, TC nodded. “Am I… Am I your boyfriend now?” he asked. He really wanted to know. Since in those TV shows they were always watching together, when a guy was a girl’s boyfriend, then she was all his. Neither one of them were supposed to have sex or even kiss anyone else. Well, except for those shows where one of them was cheating, but they showed that as a bad thing. TC really did want Sharon all to himself in that way. He really did!

Sharon turned over onto her side and propped her head up on her hand. Reaching out with her other hand, she curled her fingers around his. “Do you know what being boyfriend and girlfriend is all about?” she asked him.

“Um, they really like each other, and only have sex with each other?” he replied.

So, he did have a general idea of what human relationships were generally about. This made Sharon feel very happy. For he was becoming more ‘human’ to her with each passing day.. She really couldn’t see herself without him anymore. She bit her lower lip as she realized she had gone far beyond just ‘liking’ this droid. Way far beyond… “Do you want to be my boyfriend?” she asked him.

He nodded excitedly, his fingers squeezing hers.

Letting go of his hand, she trailed her fingertips along his thigh. “Well, I want to be your girlfriend then,” she purred.

He almost yelped in excitement as he scooted himself down. Retracting his wings, he laid down on his side so that he could face her. His optics scanned her in amazement, as he reached out and touched her with his trembling fingers. He had a girlfriend! A real live girlfriend! Pulling her to him, he took her lips as he pulled her on top of him. Her soft body seemed to mold itself to his chassis. Her breasts on either side of his cockpit, gently resting against the front side of his fuselage. His ran his fingers over her bare back, squeezing her soft butt.

“So I’m your boyfriend.. Your boyfriend..” he murmured as he released her lips and looked up into her big brown eyes. Her long wet hair slipped over her shoulder as she looked down at him, making him shiver slightly as the cool wet tips grazed the sensitive surface of his cockpit.

“Well, I’ve given up on human men. A machine like you is just perfect for me,” Sharon purred as she took his lips again. Glossa and tongue dancing together, feeling so right…

His core began to warm up. The sensation of having her naked flesh rubbing against him causing all of his sensory nets to react. Bolts of electricity seemed to jolt through his systems. But even as his bonding cable circuits began to come on line in preparation for activation, he felt that familiar empty ache in his unused port circuits. Usually, he forced himself to ignore that sensation. For those were outfitted for use by human males, and he was with a female, so it was pointless to waste energy by thinking about the want there… The want that longed to feel the sensation of being filled by a cock… But then Daniel’s whispered words returned to his meta. Daniel had told him to tell Sharon of his need. Said that she would fill it…

TC had no earthly idea of how a female could feel his need in that area. But he so desperately wanted to be filled! “Sh – Sharon?” he stammered as she released his lips. His optics scanned her face, hoping that Daniel was right. Was telling him the truth about Sharon liking females too…

She smiled warmly down at him as she gently stroked the edge of his wing. “Yes?” she asked.

TC was a bit nervous. He didn’t know how to actually approach the woman about his problem. But maybe he should just flat out say it? “I’m, uh, not satisfied,” he stammered.

Her reaction wasn’t exactly what he expected. She shot up like a bullet, glaring down at him. “You’re not satisfied?!?” she growled.

Realizing that he must’ve phrased it wrong and now she was pissed, TC cringed. “Well, um, like my male half is .. But, but..” he stuttered as he shied away from her glare.

“What do you mean ‘half of you is satisfied’?!?” she shot back.

TC shifted uncomfortably under her. “Well, we use my male half – but not my female,” he explained, trying desperately to keep his voice steady. But to his own audios, he sounded like he was whining.

Sharon was silent as she considered what he said. She slid off of him. Curling her legs underneath her, she sat down next to his hip. She’d known that he was outfitted with ports as well as his cable, but she hadn’t realized that he longed to have both types interfaced with. Calming herself down, she told herself that he hadn’t meant to insult her by his choice of words. He was still like an awkward teenaged boy, and he’d make the same stupid mistakes. “So I do satisfy your male half?” she teased, but yet half-way serious.

“Yes… Yes, you really, really do! I swear you do!” he stammered, his optics shining with honesty.

“But you want me to play with you as a female as well?” she purred as she began to stroke his leg armor.

“You’re not mad are you?” he asked with a gulp. His retracted wings trembled slightly in anxiety. He didn’t want her mad.

Her eyes darkened with renewed desire as she grazed her hand along his codpiece. It had been such a long time since she’d been with another woman. Twenty years to be honest. But she had indeed enjoyed being bisexual during college! She and her best friend back then had played silly games where they pretended to rape each other. It had truly been silly, but so very erotic as well. She wondered how the clone would react to the same game.

Sliding her body back on top of his, she looked down at him. “So, you want to be treated like a little bitch, hmmm?’ she purred with a dangerous edge to her voice, her face almost touching his as she slid her hands down. Pushing his arms down against the sheets as if she was holding him down…

“Bitch?” he asked, confused by her change in behavior. And why was she calling him a ‘little bitch’?

“Or are you a little whore, you little bitch? Hmmm, TC? A little whore who longs to be used and abused? To be mercilessly raped until she can’t stand it anymore?” she purred.

So she was referring to him as a femme? TC thought. But his ports began to coat themselves with lubricant at her words, at her purred threats. His cross-referencing told him that ‘rape’ meant forced intercourse; usually in the form of a male taking advantage of a female. But yet he was willing, so it wouldn’t be rape would it? But saying that word seemed to turn Sharon on, so he didn’t care what she called it. She was going to treat him like a femme! She was going to use his ports! Yelping slightly in excitement, his port covers slid aside. “Rape me like the bitch I am!” he begged as he spread his legs.

Her dark eyes studied him hungrily, like a predator sizing up its prey. “Put your hands above your head. Grab the iron,” she ordered. And then she slid off of him, her bare feet touching the floor.

TC trembled in excitement. He had no earthly idea what she was going to do to him. But her ‘raping’ his ports sounded like it’d feel incredible! Reaching up with his hands, he grabbed the iron posts of the new headboard. “I’m yours Sharon. Rape me!” he begged as he bent his legs slightly. His open ports dripped in anticipation, his whole chassis vibrating slightly.

She gave him an evil grin. Grabbing two of her leather belts and a black scarf out of a drawer, she stalked back to the bed. Her eyes roving over the trembling clone… Hungrily taking in every detail… Her metal ‘boyfriend’ who was also now her ‘girlfriend’, begging her to rape him.. To use him.. Reaching out, she used her belts to secure his hands to the heavy wrought iron.

“W… Why are you tying me up?” TC asked in a bewildered tone. His innocent optics watched her as she tightened the straps.

“You begged me to rape you, you little blue whore. So that’s exactly what I’m going to do,” she purred in a threatening tone. Then she roughly took his lips. Forcing his jaws to open… Diving inside with her tongue… Her fingers drifting down the edges of his cockpit… Digging harshly into the seams.. Pulling on sensitive wires..

At first, her strange forcefulness scared the clone. He was used to her being soft and gentle when they interfaced. Slight tinges of pain came from her fingertips, but also the electrifying signals of pleasure began to rock through his nets. He pulled against the leather straps around his wrists as he arched up against her. His entire chassis shaking in response to the mixed signals.. The slight fear of the strangeness serving to merely heighten his meta’s sensitivity to the pleasure/pain impulses. But he found himself excited by the shock. Excited by the fact that she was going to take him by force, as a human male sometimes takes a female!

Suddenly, his world went dark. The press of her lips disappeared. He shook his head from side-to-side slightly, wondering if the pillow had fallen over his optics. “Stay still you little bitch,” Sharon’s lust-filled voice growled at him. He felt her hands go around his helm, tying the black fabric securely over his optics.

“B.. But I can’t see!” TC whimpered. This whole experience was becoming overwhelming to him. The change in Sharon from her normal sweetness, to this dominating power over him… Being tied up and unable to control what happened to him.. And now, totally blind.. “W.. what are you going to do to me?” he stammered. He heard her get off the bed. Heard soft footsteps padding across the room in the direction of that chest she always had. A chest he’d never seen her open.

“I’m going to rape you TC. Make you scream for as long as I wish,” her voice purred. His audios picked up the sound of the chest being opened.. Of her rustling through its contents with her hands.. “How do you feel being blind and helpless? Not knowing what I’m going to do next?” her voice asked, the lust filling it.

He’d never been in this position. Never been tied and helpless to another being’s whim.. It was both terrifying and exciting at the same time. Sensations flying over his networks as they heightened their sensitivity to make up for his lost sense of sight.. “I’m scared – but excited too!” he sputtered. His engines increased their intake rate as his temperature began to rise.

He felt the mattress depress slightly on his port side. The tingling sensation of unseen fingers touching his upper thigh flooded his networks. “SSSSSSSSSTTTTTTT!” he gasped as he threw back his head. His forward port registering a slight touch..

She pulled his legs roughly apart. With two more leather belts, she secured them to the opposite corners of the wrought iron foot board, making sure to leave just enough slack that he could still bend his legs - but couldn’t close them. “Do you like being helpless and open to me TC?” she growled as she moved and settled herself over his shivering air frame. God, it’d been so long since she’d done this dominatrix thing with a partner! So long since she’d acted out her deepest fantasy! She trembled with desire as she rubbed her body against him.

“Y – yes… Y-yes,” he whimpered. “MMMMMMMMMMmmmmmmmm,” he moaned as he felt her thigh sink between his spread legs. “AHHHHHHHHH,” he cried as he felt her rub her thigh against his opened ports.

“So, you want me to thrust my cocks into you? Thrust them so hard that it hurts?” Sharon purred into his audio.

He was about to answer when he felt her finger slowly slide into his front port. His entire chassis trembled as he threw his head back and screamed. “YYYEEEEEESSSSSS!” Want flowed through his networks. His ports ached to be filled. To be pounded mercilessly by whatever ‘cock’ Sharon drove into them.

“Mmmmmmm, you’re so wet my little whore. So ready, my little virgin,” she purred into his audio as she slid two fingers into that tight, slick port. He arched into her, screaming his gorgeous head off. Slowly, she slid down his chassis. Biting him as she went…

“AHHHHH, HHHSSSSSSTTTTT!” he gasped and moaned as she slid down his chassis with agonizing slowness. Stabs of sharp little pain shocking his networks as she nipped him…

“MMMMMMMMMMMM!” he groaned in abandon as he felt something wet glide over his front port. “AHHHHHHHHH!”, the sensation of her finger sliding into his open aft port caused him to writhe in ecstasy. But he couldn’t move much because of the restriction of his bonds.

She licked his open frontal port again as she slowly inserted two fingers inside his tight aft port. Her brown eyes watched his response with amusement. Sure, doing this to a woman back in college had been fun – but damn! The reaction these clones had to the same things were way beyond an average human’s! He was gyrating under her tongue. His entire chassis beginning to hum as she finger fucked his aft. The screams and moans emanating from his vocal processor – was delightful music to her ears. Forcing her tongue into his tight frontal port, a sense of satisfaction filled her as he just about levitated off the bed! For fifteen more minutes she ‘raped’ him with her tongue and fingers.

He panted as he sought to cool his overheating systems. He’d gotten so close to overloading many times – but she’d briefly stop what she was doing. Forcing him to reset his systems again and again.. He didn’t know how much longer he could handle it. He was getting so overheated internally.. But right before he begged for a break, her fingers and tongue seemed to disappear from his ports…

But he felt her hands slide up his air frame then. Those little sharp pains from her bites on the inner part of his thighs… He tried to close his legs in reaction, but couldn’t, as the belts around his ankle regions tightened. “PLLLEEEEAAAAASSSSEE,” he gasped as his intakes opened fully, trying to cool him down. “B-BREEEAAAAKKKEEE,” he begged.

Sharon sat up and gave him a minute or two to cool his systems slightly. Leaning over, she grabbed the double-ended dildo she had laid on the bed nearby. Coating it with lubricant, her eyes filled with lust as she studied those two shimmering, empty ports. She’d never slid one inside a human partner’s ass, but he had begged to be filled, begged to be raped, so she was going to plug both ports with it. Make sure that he experienced being truly ‘filled’, truly ‘fucked’, by a couple of cocks.

“Sharon? Sharon?” he whimpered softly as he moved his head, blindly trying to find her. “I’m satisfied.. Thank you… My female half is satisfied,” he said in a weak voice.

“Oh, I’m far from done little whore. And you are so, so, far from knowing what truly being fucked really is,” Sharon purred to him as she slipped her lubricant coated fingers teasingly along the insides of his thighs. “Just relax. Take my cocks,” she purred as she bent the flexible double-ended dildo into a ‘U’ shape and began to tease his ports with the heads of it.

“AAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!” TC screamed as he felt their heads slowly press against his open ports. Their rounded tips slowly sinking inside him as his virgin ports were stretched painfully wider as they continued their incessant invasion of his depths. His entire chassis began to tremble as he felt their heads fully enter him. The slow slide of the thick shafts of the rubber cocks gliding into him. The sensors in his ports screaming… Waves of stimulation of an intensity that he’d never experienced blew through him. “OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHH!” he screamed one last time as he overloaded.

Even after the clone went limp, Sharon pushed the dildo further inside his ports. She wanted him to really experience the intensity of true double penetration. Wanted his aching valves to really know the sensation of being filled.. When she had pushed it eight inches inside his two ports, she stopped and waited for him to reactivate.

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He reactivated to the sensations of being fully filled. His audios picking up Sharon’s chuckle softly as his leg shifted slightly, telling her that he was back on line. “Now it’s time to get fucked my little whore,” her voice said. He tensed as he felt the cocks slide out of him. Whimpering at the emptiness left behind.

“AKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!” he screamed as they drove mercilessly back into him. The pain mixing with the intensity of the pleasure… Again and again the cocks drove into him. Slamming his sensitive internal sensors.. Driving his port sensors wild as they slid over them! He began to rock his hips with the strokes even as he screamed.. Straining against his bonds…. But then the strokes stopped as the cocks slammed deep inside him..

“Activate your bonding cable. Standard dimensions,” Sharon’s voice ordered.

Whimpering and gasping, TC did as she commanded. Those cocks inside him hurt because they were so big, but they still felt so, so good! He felt her fingers slide along his taunt cable, lubricating it with his own port fluids. Then the mattress depressed slightly, telling him that she was changing her position from between his tied legs.
“MMMMMMMMMM!’ he moaned as he felt the entrance to her soft port close around the tip of his cable. A shudder flowing through him as the soft wetness of her tight pussy engulfed him. He felt her thighs against his hips as she settled herself straddling him. Her soft buttocks facing him.. Then he felt the tale-tail wiggle of her fingers near the base of his shaft. Knew that it meant she was pleasuring herself as he filled her depths – as she did so often during their couplings.

He was about to ask her if she was fixing to cum. But then he arched up. “AHHHHHHHHH!” he screamed as she renewed her violent ‘fucking’ of his two ports. He thrashed underneath her uncontrollably. The intensity of the multiple sensor data streams rapidly beginning to overwhelm his meta. Faintly, he realized that she was screaming with him. Her pussy started those waves of contractions against the length of his cable, indicating her own climax as she continued to slam those cocks into him.

The sensations that her climax caused him pushed him over the edge of the abyss. He plummeted into the glorious black depths as the overload sequences initiated. His last conscious thought pondering if she’d consider raping him again.

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The alarms slowly went off one-by-one inside his head. Light began to stream in as he activated his optics. The blindfold was obviously no longer on him. He shifted slightly, the freedom of his limbs informing him that he was no longer bound either. As his optics focused, he scanned the room; the movement of Sharon walking into the room catching them.

Tingling sensations continued to lightly roll through his networks from the intensity of his recent experience. Clumsily, he scooted himself and sat up, leaning the backs of his now extended wings against the headboard. With dazed optics, he tracked Sharon as she came over and sat down next to him. She held two mixed drinks. And with a smile, handed him one..

“Made it especially for my wonderful she-man,” she purred with a seductive wink.

Accepting the glass, he dipped his glossa into it. Swirling it around as his taste sensors identified its constituents. Lifting his chin, he looked at her in shock. “Its mineral oil base, with… um, strawberry daiquiri flavoring?” he stammered.

She patted him on his arm as she took a sip of her ‘human’ alcoholic beverage. “Well, love, we used so much of your lubricant, I figured you needed to refill your reserves,” she purred.

He looked down at the glass in his hand. Yes, he could refill his mineral oil reserves through his oral cavity. But he’d just never thought about doing it that way. Staring at the shimmering, slightly pink, mineral oil.. He blushed a bit. “What you did was….. was…”

“Was what?” she asked as she took another sip from her glass.

“Absolutely incredible!” he stammered. He put the glass to his lips and turned it up. Gulping it all down in a big gulp – just like he’d seen Daniel do… Setting it down on his nightstand, he swiped his lips clean with the back of his hand. Again, imitating the masculine technique of Sharon’s brother.. “Damn that was good! Can’t wait for another!” he quipped.

Sharon arched her eyebrow in humor at TC’s ‘Daniel impression’. “The drink – or the sex?” she purred as she picked up the remote with her other hand and turned on the flatscreen across the room.

He turned and carefully leaned over and French kissed her. Slowly pulling away, he plopped himself back in his spot and put his arms behind his head as he watched her flip through the channels. “Both!” he exclaimed….

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