"AGHHMMM...."
A blonde woman plays with her own meat hole using her middle and ring fingers.
Mike stared intently at her, "Is that you?" Mike glanced at Seraphina.
"Ye... Yes... that's me," Seraphina's face turned red.
"How old are you on this dirty ahh... moment?" Mike asked.
"Barely 18," Seraphina replied, looking down shyly.
Seraphina muttered in frustration to herself, "Why does this moment have to come up first? I know that the subconscious mind stores a lot of memories, but why does my mind guide me to moments like this?" Seraphina bit her own lip.
Seraphina closed her eyes and regulated her breathing.
"What are you doing now?" Mike asked.
Calista's hand patted Mike's shoulder, "Mike, Seraphina is trying to take us to another moment of her life."
"What...?" Mike frowned.
As Mike's eyes were about to enjoy the sight of the still very young Seraphina, "What? Where is this?"