It was a disc based on the research I'd been doing at work, a sort of "hypnosis-by-video" DVD. She had this sort of intent look on her face, like she was absolutely rapt in concentration, her mouth was open just a little, but her eyes..were just staring straight ahead, glassy and unfocused, drinking in all the stuff I'd put on the disc. It took all the self-control I had not to play with her body right then and there, but I was worried that she'd wake up or something. When it was over, she gave me a huge hug, told me it was just like she'd imagined it (well, it would be, wouldn't it?

I'm talking something that's actually unobtainable, something that you obsess about with every fiber of your being, but it's completely and totally out of reach. After all, if you wanted to make machines that interfaced with human brains, you had to know how the brain worked as a machine.

Like a baseball card collector wanting a Honus Wagner card, even though he works as a security guard and the thing costs two million bucks. A sort of Holy Grail in our lives, something we'd do anything to get. I mention that only because it'll help to explain a lot of what I'm about to tell you. She worked with me at the technology firm I used to work for. We were breaking down human thought all day, every day, reducing the brain to a two-pound computer made out of water and fatty tissues and trying to figure out how to program it.

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See, Lydia was into Dis--sorry, I better not say it. She was into kid's cartoons, in specific a certain very large company that you're probably very familiar with, wink wink. Seems it was kind of, um..."old-fashioned", let's say, about race.

So it was never coming out on DVD, or video, or even back into theaters. This was a couple years after I'd first met her, and we'd gotten pretty comfortable with each other--especially since I hadn't even tried putting the moves on her since that first day.I always thought of her as "asexual." I remember she told me once that she'd never even masturbated before she met me... When I first met her, as a 22-year old engineer fresh out of college and happy to land a job, Lydia was still asexual. Skin like milk; long, lustrous black hair (she kept it in a bun, but if you ever saw it down, you'd never forget it); perfectly-toned body, with long, beautiful legs that she always kept covered up in dull, sensible skirts; and breasts that...well, she always wore bulky, unflattering outfits, so it wasn't like we got a look at them or anything, but when I finally did, they were perfect. Thinking about reprogramming her brain, making her more the person I wanted her to be... Lydia was in charge of writing the "desk decoration" policy, and she made sure that she was allowed to display the little figurines, and pictures, and all the collectible stuff she was into.Very prudish, totally uninterested in romance, just got along with her job and her life and didn't seem to even know sex existed. I'm not trying to justify it, or even apologize for it. And we talked--she shot me down that first day, sure, but like I said, I didn't let on how bad it bugged me, and I got to the point where we were on a first-name basis.Credits can be earned in various ways or, if wanted, you can buy them. Asa is a very new site but fans of this sexy Oriental babe should be pretty happy and excited about where this site is going.The exclusive content and mixture of themes is certainly an encouraging sign for this site and the action is well shot, well performed and Asa looks very hot indeed.Sex, love, men, women, she just didn't care about it. And so there I am, working on ways to reprogram the human brain, and there's Lydia, who makes my cock rock-hard just to think about her, and I'd be lying to you if I said I didn't make that connection pretty damn quick.