A few days pass, Robbie has some interesting things to tell...

It's been a few days since Aaron broke into your room. You've dressed very appropriately for your studies today. It's annoying that you have to do so, but it would keep you from getting expelled for indecency. You had paid too much to let your income get in the way of your education, even though you did recruit quite a few customers through school.

As you return home, you find Robbie in the living room watching television. "Oh, hi Tammie," he greets you. "How's school?"

You smile with a hint of sadness. "It's boring, but we all grow old one day, right?" you reply and sit down next to him, resting your head on his shoulder and close your eyes.

Truth be told, you've realized you probably could keep yourself young forever with the gun, so motivating yourself to keep studying was getting harder and harder. You could even in theory get yourself a impressive education at the click of a trigger, but you feel that would be cheating. The journey's also an important part of the destination, right?

It doesn't take long before a hand slides over to one of your thighs, rubbing for a few moment before rolling up your skirt, baring your naked crotch to the sun. A few fingers move in to casually and slowly rub at your inner lips and clit.

You smile with your eyes still closed and wriggle a bit around the fingers. Robbie's a sweetheart that knows what you need after a long day of studies. Aaron would have just pulled his dick out and expected you to get your hands or head on it. You probably would, but it's nice to feel you're not the only one taking initiative now and then. "Thanks bro," you sigh and release a quiet, sleepy moan.

"No problem," Robbie said as he kept on casually rubbing and tugging at your clit and lips. After a few minutes of getting you sweaty and edging while watching TV, he seemed to think the time was right for a talk. "Oh, I almost forgot. Aaron was talking about something weird yesterday."

You glance up at Robbie with a quizzical look. "Weird stuff?"

"Yeah, he told me not to tell you, though, but it sounds so silly I am wondering if you've pulled a prank of the ages on him," he continues, his pussy-worshipping fingers slowing down a bit more, but still giving you a stroke and tug here and there to keep you running. "He said you have a ray gun in your room that can turn people into... other sorts of people," he said after considering his words for a moment.

You'd be angry if you weren't so close to cumming. Instead you took it in with a mix of confusion and pleasure. "Hmm, that sounds weird. Did he say what sort of stuff it could do?"

"Well, he said you might have been less of a... erm."

"A whore? An escort? Jewish?" you asked, pondering if he'd really changed anything that your original self wouldn't have accepted. Two out of those you could assume you hadn't been as Thomas. The last one you could honestly not tell.

"You're jewish?" Robbie asked with a smile as he collapsed into giggling at the inclusion.

"Not practicing," you gasped as his fingers dug into your lips in sync with his giggling fit, causing you to breathe through your teeth for a moment as you had a tiny orgasm, squirting a little. "And gramps might have been lying about it. Passed me down this nose and a nose for money," you snarked, trying to bring yourself back town, most likely in vain. "I bring it up now and then to **** people up," you said before grabbing hold of his fingers and furiously rubbing yourself with them to a greater orgasm, clenching your jaw, huffing and whining as your insides shuddered, spilling more fluids on Robbie's fingers and the couch.

"That's anti-Semitic," Robbie managed to say without cracking up as he lifted up his fingers in front of you. You leaned in and sucked them clean before they could spatter your top and skirt.

"I probably shouldn't do that joke without genetic confirmation, yeah, but don't tell an orgasming girl she's anti-semitic, Robbie!" you say between dives onto his fingers, sucking them clean.

"Fine, fine. Where was I? Ah, the ray gun, how did you prank Aaron to believe that?"

You chewed on the question and your juices for a moment, pondering what to tell him.