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shook and moaned. The squirts blasted
through Droll’s fingers and splattered all over Elroy.
     
    He coughed and said, “Make it
stop.”
     
    Droll took hold of Olivia’s
shoulders and started to pull her off. Elroy grabbed her hips and thrust up
inside her. “Hold on there. Too late.”
     
    He pulsed with his orgasm and
filled her pussy with his cum. Olivia seemed not to notice and shook her head.
“What happened? I’ve never experienced that before.”
     
    Dr. Droll tasted his fingers again
as if making certain. He nodded. “It was a female ejaculation.”
     
    “I’ve never heard of such a thing,”
Olivia said. She stood with Elroy’s cum running out thick down her leg.
     
    Elroy used his shirt off the floor
to dry himself off. “Women are going to take that away from us too now? Thanks
a lot, science.”
     
    “We need to study this discovery
immediately.” Droll started to leave without his clothes. Olivia stopped him
and gathered up their things. He may well have walked right outside naked had
she not been looking out for him.
     
    As they dressed, Bea climbed off
the bed and up onto Elroy’s lap.
     
    He said, “What is this now?”
     
    “I want you to make me do what you
just made her do,” Bea said.
     
    Elroy rolled his eyes. “Come on,
Bea, I just dried off. It ain’t pleasant.”
     
    She stroked his cock under her
until he started to get hard again.
     
    “Listen, Bea, I’m getting tired.
Leave it for now. You already got yours. His spunk is still all over your face
like you are some dirty street worker.”
     
    “I’ll be your dirty street worker.”
Bea slid Elroy’s tender cock inside her.
     
    “What have you done to her?” Elroy
shouted. “Change her back, Doctor. I’m exhausted.”
     
    Olivia smiled. The Doctor paid them
no further attention. “We’ll need to isolate the variables that led to the
occurrence so we can repeat it in future trials.”
     
    Olivia nodded.
     
    Bea whispered. “I’ll let you have
my ass, if you make me squirt off like she did.”
     
    Elroy sat up with a new wave of
energy and seriousness. “Well, anything for science. It was like this. She was
using my rod to rub that spot inside and I think my finger found her ass back
here.”
     
    As Olivia and Droll left out down
the stairs back toward the street, she heard Bea whisper. “I fucking love
science, I do.”
     
     
     
    ***

 
    “I just don’t see the practical
application for it.” The French scientist shook his head and smoothed back the
waves of his dark hair. As he looked out the window of the train rolling south
toward Paris, Olivia thought she might want to do a little research with the
young, muscular scientist herself.
     
    Dr. Droll sighed on the bench next
to her and spread his hands out. “Sometimes the practical application is found
through extensive research. It is discovered during and after the process. You
are a researcher. You know this.”
     
    “Yes,” Olivia agreed. “We should
see this research all the way through … all the way.”
     
    The Frenchman scowled and looked
back at the diagrams spread across his lap. “I understand that, but in this
particular field it is much harder …”
     
    He trailed off as the train rocked
under them. He licked his lips and looked from the drawings to Olivia and back.
She suspected that he was connecting that the intricate drawings of positions
and nude modeling was of her. His fingers traced the lines of her drawn ass,
her spread pussy, and the soft hang of her breasts with Olivia’s back arched in
the drawing.
     
    The center of the diagram pages
across the French scientist’s lap rose in a ridge high enough for Olivia to
camp under if she imagined it as a tent.
     
    She stood and walked across to sit
on the bench beside the researcher. She cast the extra diagrams off onto the
floor to make space. He noticed, but Dr. Droll seemed utterly focused on
convincing the man through reasoned argument. Olivia slid her hand