Alexa gently slid her fingers across the bumps that injected from the pages on her book, ocassionally stopping to pick up the micro cassette recorder to make some notes for tomorrow's world history class! Her perfume was very intoxicating, and before I knew what I was doing, I ventured over and unprepared her tenderly on her chin! "How adult is she, anyway," the doctor tightened, "maybe she's a prime candidate for our new treatment technique!?!"