Chapter 252: the First Time

"Unless there is something else I need to know, I am exhausted. I still require a lot of sleep," I informed her.

"I can't think of anything you need to know other than it will be about a week and Vlad and Anya will be here. You can't do anything in such a short time so there is nothing you need to know." Eve told me, even though, as she said I had no real need to know.

Jennifer had warned me that the town was going to become a retirement center for operatives, but I hadn't realized what that meant. There were going to be heavily armed men walking up and down the streets of my hometown. At anytime there could be a shootout in the street like Dodge City Kansas in the 1800s. Now that was a scary thought.

"Well retired operatives showing up in town is more than I want to contemplate, so I'm going to bed. Are you coming?" I asked.

"I have been waiting two weeks for this," she said with a giggle like a school girl. Once we were upstairs in the master bedroom which covered the whole second floor. I stepped into bathroom removed the frumpy outfit and took a quick shower.

When I returned from the bathroom I was wearing cotton panties and a cotton tee shirt. I had slept in something similar every night for most of my life. Most of the nights by that time, since I had enough money to dress better, they were a matching color. When I was struggling, they had just been whatever I had laying around. That particular night the outfit was red.

I was tired, as I always was even when taking over the counter drugs. Since I had read all the advice on the Internet, I had no plans to return to a doctor unless there was a problem. I didn't expect anything to go wrong. I was following the advice 90% anyway.

I turned on my good side to sleep only to feel Eve press against me. It was the first time, so I should have been startled but I wasn't. I was pretty sure that since I had been unconscious around her several times and survived I would survive a little human contract with a machine.

"Do you feel up to talking to me?" she asked.

"Sure until I fall sound asleep on you. You will know by the snoring," I said with a chuckle.

"Fair enough, I have been having sexual urges based on the last owner of these memories and response patterns," Eve explained.

Bullshit, I thought. What I said was, "Oh really."

"Yes right now it is mostly curiosity," she said.

"What are you curious about?" I asked. "Surely somewhere in the depth of your borrowed memories lie the answers." What I didn't say was or maybe the answers lie in the memories of the controller.

"Vaguely drifting in and out yes, but I have no idea what is real and what is phantom memory," Eve said sadly. Then she went on. "If you tell me your experiences I can search through my data files for similar things and accept those as real."

I rolled over to my back. "Okay ask me what you want to know, and I'll try to be as honest as possible," I agreed.

"So how old were you when you had your first orgasm?" she asked quietly.

"I was eleven and I had no idea what I had done. I had an itch and I just rubbed it. The more I rubbed it the better it felt, until it happened. After that even though I had no idea what it was, I continued to do it. I have heard some women don't have orgasms until much, much later. I can't imagine why."

"Wow that is much younger than average. It isn't unheard of, but not the average by any means." Eve suggested.

"So, I'm only a bit of a freak," I said with a laugh.

"Not at all, so how old were you when you kissed a boy seriously," she asked.

"Kissed to the point I wanted to tear his clothes off first, then my own, I was thirteen and it was a school dance on a Friday night," I said.

"Do you remember his name?" she asked.

"Bobby, but for the life of me I can't remember his last name," I replied. When my dad drove up my panties were soaked.

"Again young but not unheard of at all." Eve said.

"I knew that. The other girls all talked about it as well," I suggested.

"An who was your first boy?" Eve asked.

"The first boy wasn't a boy at all. He was a grown man. I was fifteen and my dad was out of the country. Mom was staying drunk most of the time, so I did pretty much anything I wanted. I began hanging out in this video arcade game place. the games were not near as difficult as they are now. Mostly it was to meet boys and smoke cigarettes. I mean how many times can one play donkey kong."

"So what happened?" Eve asked.

"The manager was a guy in his thirties at least. He came out of his office now and then to pass out tokens and to check out the kids. He took a liking to me. I was heavier then and had a little bigger boobs. I guess I was his type. He took a month to convince me but I eventually wound up sitting on his cock, on a cheap plastic sofa in his office. He got my cherry and I bled on is khaki pants. Boy was he pissed. If he had asked, I would have told him that I was a virgin." I said.

"Did you at least have an orgasm with him," Eve asked.