" He smiled at her. "Don't tell your mother. It will spoil the surprise." He handed her a small silver disk on a velvet collar, so she put it on straightaway, and her smile matched his as her feelings sensed his.
"Don't men look funny wearing a woman's choker?" She smiled at the thought.
"I have a gold ring for them. It can be worn on as simple or elaborate a necklace as the individual cares to have full effect. Most choose their dog tag chain."
"Is there... telepathy? Can you hear what I'm thinking?" she thought to him, looking at him questioningly.
"I think I can almost hear your thoughts," he said, his voice fully of wonder. "Did you just ask me if I can hear what you're thinking?"
"Yes," she replied, smiling. "Guess what I'm thinking now?"
"I honestly have no idea," he said, grinning. "I bet it's something your mother wouldn't approve, though."
"Every single girl I know has lost their virginity in the back of a can. I bet I'm the first one who can claim a limo, however." She grinned at him. "That's what I was thinking."
"Hmm," he said to her. "You know what I think?"
"I'm very interested to hear," she said, sounding completely honest and truly intrigued. She was willing to give him anything he wanted.
"I think you deserve better than any other girl you've ever known. I think you deserve to have your first time be in a bed, a bed you get to sleep in after the experience, so you can wake beside the man you gave yourself to the night before, feeling safe and secure and well rested. You deserve to feel that for the rest of your life."
Her face fell. "You're not going to take my virginity?"
"Not today," he chuckled. "What would your mother say?" He saw her look. "I wouldn't even know you, if not for her. It was her that I originally fell in love with, you know, and those feelings haven't changed, no matter what I feel for you. I love you both. That's the best I can do. I can't deny my love for her. I wouldn't want to."
She kissed him. "I wouldn't want you to. I love her too," She looked at him, then fingered her choker. "You feel what other feels, through one of these? In your earring?" she asked. He nodded.
"I was learning to pick it up before I built the things that allowed it, though. The machine inspired the idea. It wasn't really me."
"What does that mean? How could it not have been your idea? Didn't you invent it?"
"I built a computer to help me with the computations for the device. That computer help me design more schematics for another device that would allow the computer to interpret the signal sent, and then I had my own idea, which is the third implementation, which is what you have been exposed to. It allows your signals to be read by the computers, that's all. Everyone I ever meet is exposed, sorry about that."
"I'm not," she said. "I'm glad I met you. I have a feeling my life is about to get infinitely better than I have ever dreamed."
"You have no idea," he smiled. "Wait until you meet my computer!"
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