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A pleasant sensation spreads through my body, slowly waking up. Feeling really good, I think maybe Vaga’s green/yellow light is on , but an odd noise fills my ears. It takes a few seconds for my sleep bleary eyes to focus, and I groan loudly as I see what’s happening.
Tina is busily and noisily sucking on my d*ck. Her lips are stretched taut around my girth, and at the sound of my groan, she looks up at , and hunger is in her eyes.
She lifts her head from my lap; her soft blonde hair tickling my thighs,
"I was wondering how long it would take you to wake up," she smiles.
"Good morning to you, too," I say, returning the grin.
"Why don’t you swing around here, and I’ll do the sa for you?"
"Uh-uh, no thanks. I’m a little tender this morning. You just lay back and enjoy. You’ve already done more than you’ll ever know for . You were moaning in your sleep. I rather like how your switches affect ."
She drops her head back down, and I feel her lips brush the underside of my cock, while her hand holds the other side. She runs her mouth up and down a few tis, then slips my head back between her lips, and slurps noisily. Her tongue works around the rim, flicking it, and driving crazy with the sensation. It doesn’t take long, before I’m hunching my hips, and blowing my wad down her throat, at the sa ti my alarm goes off.
She hungrily swallows all I give her, and then milks for the last few drops before pulling away, and coming up to kiss my nipple and lays her head on my chest.
Tina hears my alarm still going off. Curious, she asks, "That sounds like a sad song. What is it?"
"My alarm,"
I explain stupidly, my mind still fogged from sleep and post-orgasmic bliss.
"It’s from one of my all-ti favorite video gas. From a sad scene where a character dies," I tell her, wondering what she will think of that.
"Hmm, sotis I forget you’re a geek. You’re such a wonderful lover. . . Are all geeks as good as you?" She props her chin on my chest as she looks up at .
I laugh lightly, before answering.
"I’ve heard it said that geeks make better lovers because they rarely get any, and they study how to please their partner for when they get the chance."
"Mmm," she purrs, giving my chin a quick peck, and then laying flat on my chest again
"You do indeed please . You must have morized that, in the book."
She pats my now limp mber, and then laugh again.
"Why do you wake up to that song though, if the mory is sad?"
"Good question. I’ll have to change it again."
I don’t want to explain to her why I had changed it from the Dalek’s ’Exterminate’ one I’d had before, and am glad she doesn’t ask. Flipping off my alarm with my mind, I untangle myself from her arms and legs.
"I’d better get ready for class. I have my last two finals today."
Tina smoothly gets out of my bed, and if she hadn’t just given a great blowjob, the re sight of her body would have had ready to go. Recalling all the events from yesterday, I really hope that she’ll be okay. If last night is any indicator, she truly is a tough woman.
Dan, or Lydia Scott, as I want to think of her now, is another matter. I quest my mind out for her switches, and can’t sense them. I feel a little guilty for what I’d done to him, wondering if I’d gone too far, but another glance at the gorgeous Tina, firms my resolve. I hope he gets pregnant, and it’s a tough pregnancy!
Rose has so coffee going when we leave my room, and the two won chat amiably, while I eat my cereal. Dennis cos out of the bathroom, and walks over to .
"Enjoy the show?" he whispers in my ear, before saying louder: "Hey, I’ve been aning to talk to you."
I look up at him, curious as to what he wants.
"Rember all those people I was telling you about? The ones with special abilities?"
Tina starts to choke on her coffee, and Rose has to pat her on the back. Dennis, thankfully, doesn’t notice, as I lock up also.
"Well, it looks like there are getting to be more and more of them. And get this, the girl in India who can fly volunteered to have her DNA checked. I guess people are starting to call her a demon, or an alien or sothing. I dunno. Anyway, she is definitely human. No one can figure out why or how she can fly. The weirdest thing is that these freaks are popping up all over the world. What do you think it ans?"
I don’t like the term ’freak,’ flashes of Dan Peters (now as Lydia Scott) saying it yesterday, but decide not to ntion that to him.
"I dunno. Maybe it’s so vast alien conspiracy to take over the world with super-mutants,"
I try to laugh as I say it, though I’m afraid it sounds a bit forced. Maybe if I make a joke of it, he’ll think of sothing else. Thinking of the flying girl, I’m glad that the human race hasn’t yet fully mapped out the human geno. I can only imagine what might happen if the wrong governnt got their hands on the ability to activate superhuman abilities.
My ruse works.
"I thought you’d be interested in sothing like this, not make a joke out of it." Dennis said.
"Sorry," I tell him sincerely.
"I am. I actually looked up so of them the other day. I believe sothing IS going on, but how will I know what it is?" Because I am part of it, I think, but don’t supply that answer to him.
"It does interest . I’ve just been so busy with finals, work," I glance at Tina, "and other things. Lem know what else you find later?"
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Tina offers to drive to class, and this ti I accept.
"Does anybody else know about you?" She asks as she turns the first corner.
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