Philomena wuz sittin’ to my left with Beth sittin’ behind. They started whisperin’ to each other an' nodding their heads. Sure enough, all thr...e galoots pulled their pistols as soon as they wuz abreast of us. One of ‘em ordered me to pull up an' raise my hands. I did exactly that.“Well, it looks like we are going to have some fun today,” said one galoot. “You ladies go along an' we might let your friend live.” He wuz referrin’ to me.“Ooh! I like fun,” Philomena replied. “Is this the kind. I'm no stranger to making love with myself, but Ineed his hands on me now. What would he say or think were he to turnand see me caressing my breasts? He'd be turned on, I know it (fromprevious life), but when he does turn I let my hand fall to my lap."You're beautiful," he says."Are you talking to me or my thigh?" Which feels silky and gorgeousthrough the stocking, by the way. I love the contrast between the blacknylon and my pink nails. He's already disclosed, shyly, that he has athing about a. Maybe, they will let his friend comeinto his room. Kansas chirps at the thought, satisfied. It has been years since he last touched ahuman, but he still remembers the squishiness, the warmth. He wants a squishy friend.There’s a commotion by the end of the hall leading to his room. He can feel the vibrations evenwith the comms turned off, and he perks right up, gliding towards the glass to see better. A group ofhumans, younger looking than the ones he usually sees, makes their way down the hall,. .we walked to my house and went inside he was so quiet and shy....but,...as I looked over at him...I thought he looked...cute...he was like italian...or greek I think,,,with that dark olive like skin...big dark eyes so deep brown they looked almost black...and curly thick shiny black hair...and a sweet shy lil smirkwe went into my room and sat on the bed...he seemed so timid and shy...akward and uncomfortable,...made me a lil nervous....you sure your ok man? I askedhe kinda giggled softly and.