I talked father into letting me have the 'dungeon' as my own private space. “As long as you maintain good marks in school.”, was his only condition. I moved an old table and chair down there to use as a desk as well as a comfortable reading chair. At first I used a couple of kerosene lamps to light the area, but soon contrived to wire in lights and outlets, modernizing the the rooms and making them more comfortable. Needles to say, I was motivated by father's condition and actually spent most of my time down there in study. I also used the dungeon to hide a small but growing collection of porn. As a teenager I pursued an eclectic group of hobbies; Japanese Porn archery and bow making, iron work, metal casting, electronics, computers, and probably dozens of others. Just after graduating from what most would call high school, I found a project that would change my life forever. I reasoned that, if one could monitor the electrical activity of the brain, more sensitive sensors might be able to read actual information from a living brain and as a working corollary information might be able to be inserted into the brain. I developed a mesh of sensors that could pick up signals from the entire brain when worn like one of those medieval skull caps you sometimes see in old pictures. Soon, with aid of POV Sex Videos my bank of computers working in parallel, I could read significant amounts of information from my own brain. I needed another brain to read to refine the process, but did not want to involve my parents at this point. I thought about my small, almost nonexistent, circle of friends. The only name that seemed to fit was Jennifer, a frequent lab partner, and who was almost as much of a propeller head as I was. I figured 'come to my dungeon laboratory' might be a poor approach. So, I gave her a call and asked her for a date to see the new super hero movie playing at the town cinema. Being at loose ends until she went to university, she agreed to a mid week date and we soon had details worked out. At about 7:00, Wednesday evening, I pulled up to Jennifer's house in my old Ford Anglia. Jennifer met me at the door. She was a petite blond, and while not voluptuous, her small breasts and narrow waist gave her a very nice figure. Clear blue eyes and waist length strait blonde hair completed the picture. What I liked most about her was her quiet intelligence, he never had to restate things for her to understand. Tonight she wore a modest white skirt and a knit vest over a long sleeved white blouse. “We're off, Mum.”, she called over her shoulder as she stepped outside. “Have fun, kids.”, her mother called back, as she pulled the door closed. “Still driving your old Potter car?” she commented as she saw the car at the curb. “It runs.”, I answered dryly. We made small talk on the way to the cinema, once there, we bought popcorn and drinks and found our seats. Being mid week, the cinema was sparsely attended and we had no one sitting close by. We continued to make small talk until the lights went down and the previews started to roll. I had a plan to pique her curiosity. The last thing I said as the sound came up was, “I have a new project going, you should . . . Whoops, it's starting!” Then I made a point of 'shushing' her every time she started to ask a question. I glanced at the clock. My futa-cock thrust in her direction over the surface of my desk. If you had a wooden leg or no boobs or a bloody great scar down your face. Henry looked down at his youngest daughter as he placed his hand on her sexy bush. He was always too nervous and scared that his parents would discover them and give him a stern lecture and a hard spanking. The wildest, craziest little perv I know. Our mouths parted slightly to allow our tongues tangle. 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