Eliza felt her underwear being pushed aside and her out labia being rubbed. The dreams where she and Veronica had made love had been awfully life-like, but she still preferred having sex in the warm and willing flesh. And weather it was a good idea or not, her own flesh was very much willing. "But we should . . . oh! . . . get back and . . . and . . ." She completely forgot what she was saying as Veronica started nibbling on her ear.

Sensing Eliza's ragtag reservations dissolving, the human started unbuttoning her lovers pants, then slid her hand back in the much more manageable...