“What’s wrong?”, she asked, “you look like you just saw a ghost.”
“Jenn, do you . Milf porn I looked around the lobby and peered out through the front windows, looking for her. I frantically closed the render window and looked at Jennifer where she was still engrossed in the book pile. . The entire process only took a couple of minutes. “No, why?”
“Processing time is mainly a function of the amount of data.”
After several minutes the processing was done. “Well, I’ve been working on the sensitivity.”
“And?”
“ I think I’ve taught my computer to read minds.”
“What?”, she squeaked, “No way!”
“If you have some time, I can show you.”
“Let me call Mum.”, she replied as she pulled out her phone. The cooling fans on the bank of computers across the room quickly spooled up to a soft whine as a progress bar appeared and crawled across the screen.
