In the distance a car door closed, the engine started and drove away. The next day Dirk Jones was called in to the interracial Director's office. Dr. Mathias had the box with the pieces of material in front of him on his desk. His face red and scrunched up in a frown, “Why didn't you tell me about the...” His voice trailed off as he looked at the picture on the desk of his daughter and thought about the events of last night. Dirk, hiding his knowledge of the events, looked concerned, “About what? Didn't it work as you expected? Is everything OK?” Bill put his hand over his face for a moment. Dirk didn't need Bill to tell him. Dirk knew more about last night then he was letting on, “If you have some information from your testing it would really help our research.” Again Bill frowned, looked at the box containing the samples then at the picture of his daughter, “I want all the papers on your research. Everything!” Dirk nodded, “Anything else?” Bill shook his head and Dirk headed out of the office, his face smiling ear to ear. Two hours later Dirk arrived in Dr. Mathias' office, a bundle of folders in hand and a flash drive. He entered and offered the information to Bill. Dirk knew that the information Bill really wanted wasn't in these files. The real experimentation had been going on outside of the research lab. Dirk and Rose had assembled a brain trust of sorts. People with like minds, kinky minds but very sharp. They had been spending evenings and weekends testing and tweaking equipment and computer programs to enhance the nanocloth fabric. Brunette They were leaps and bounds ahead of the research lab in one specific area; erotic exposure. That is the use of the material for erotic means. Sexual means. Rose was the lead for the equipment, programming and testing. Dirk was the guinea pig. A very happy guinea pig. He was having more sexual interactions then in his youth and he was loving it. Dirk watched Dr. Mathias look over the sheets of numbers, graphs and testimonials from the research lab. “This is it?” Bill asked disappointed. Dirk shook his head, “The lab has only been able to go so far...” he leaned forward on the desk, “we don't want to... let the cat out of the bag, as it were.” Bill didn't raise his head from the pile of papers, “What about private research?” Dirk grinned to himself, “Private?” He blowjob watched Dr. Mathias' face for any tells. Bill squirmed in his chair still thinking about the attempt with is daughter and the painful outcome. She had three beds that curtains could close around them and all the standard stuff you'd find in a doctor's office. He pinched the first one and it was soft yet firm. "You have somewhere to go?" By the Friday I was getting horny as hell. Always with her notebook ready as the goblins worked on their first engineering project. She would best describe herself as lithe, with small but firm breasts and a flat stomach and slender legs that swept up to a tight but small bottom. They were going Brunette to make a baby, hopefully, a sister-daughter for Harry to love and marry and continue on the family tradition. I wanted to lean my head down and kiss her neck, but she was just too short to do so without breaking contact with her back. We spent most of our time arm in arm, and few people paid attention to us. If so, I would love to explore that with them. Master. When Doris gives a blow job, she knows what she is doing. He was leaning against the tiled wall now, ogling her soapy body, now, finally, interracial free of shit. “Someone tune the banjo; the Sorenson twins blowjob are about to fuck.” I snickered, and jumped on his crotch, causing the both of us to tumble onto the couch, with me landing straddling his lap. They're basically like the sluts - they want to be fucked by men - only they haven't realized it yet. “So what’s good here?”