He'd said to meet at a local motel, which he was using as an office while his business was being remodelled. He said he'd get me a room to live in unt...l I was settled. When I knocked on the door to the makeshift office, the door was opened by an incredibly large man. He was 6'7" and probably weighed about 275 pounds, all muscle, I guesses since he was dressed in a leather vest (no shirt) and skintight, shiny leather pants. Being a small guy myself (5'4", 115 pounds), I was intimidated by the. "Come on over to see me. Come to my bedroom window like before. I've got to see you."There was a moment of silence. "Well, I don't know," Phil murmured. "I don't think I can take it, Barbara. The last time I came over you waltzed around in that baby-doll nightie and wouldn't even let me feel you up!" Oh, Phil, this is different! I swear! Ohhh, come over and see for yourself! Trust me! You won't go away horny tonight!" What the hell?" Phil gasped. "Are you all right?" Yes! Yes! Ohhh, Phil,. She carried me into the bathroom and opened a largerstall. "Can you pull down your bloomers and panties like a big girl forMommy?" she asked aloud. I knew that the other two women in the bathroomhad to have heard it.I blushed but pulled them down like she instructed me to. She picked meup under the arms and held me over the huge toilet then."Go ahead sweetie, be a big girl and go potty for Mommy!"I turned redder and grimaced, but forced the awkward feeling muscles toopen up and released a. " Henry snapped his fingers. Behind him, Renee saw a boy, perhaps her own age, holding a box that looked much too heavy.He stepped through from the bright portal and glanced at Henry."Where do I tell him to put it?" Henry asked Claude.Claude contacted the computer. A fist-sized bot flew in from the kitchen and hovered before them."Follow that," Claude said, but the boy already was.Renee watched as he struggled up the stairs. He was thin- if he had any muscle, it was not very defined- and both.