. supervision. And she has different drive systems, which complicates things even more.“Multiply all that by the literally thousands of systems that...one brain has to oversee, repair and calibrate, and you get the basic idea. Yet, we can’t help, because we don’t have the knowledge required even to oversee most of her systems, let alone diagnose the problems and repair them.“So ... I propose that, most of us just being passengers, we begin to learn, and I’m not referring to merely using her. Had some asshole fuck up my day. You look good. Bought a bottle. Need a piss. Where’s the party?”He handed me a warm bottle of prosecco and just walked in. “Er, hi Peter” I said. He walked right past me and ran up the stairs towards the toilet. I wasn’t very happy. I’d gone from happy to angry in the space of 20 seconds. This is why I don’t like Peter. Then all the issues he caused on my wedding day came flooding back and I went from angry to bloody angry in 3 seconds. Then I looked down and. .. cloggies, sloggies, or something like that. She looked pretty and her hair had been done. It was dry and hung to the middle of her back.She was holding her mother’s hand and talking nineteen to the dozen, her little voice carrying all the way across the road.Yes I followed them.I don’t know why, just... I dunno, a magnetic pull or something.No, it wasn’t the kid, although she was pretty, but Mum was really pretty. I could see her bikini through the sarong she had put on. Shocking pink. However he was summarily outvoted and instead Kyle put Old School in the Xbox and everyone settled into the makeshift beds they had crafted from blankets and old comforters.Cam laid awake, thinking about Tess’ boobs. He still could not believe that he was in the same house as her. Never had he even dreamed that breasts could be so large, let alone that he would one day be casually hanging out with a girl who possessed them. His efforts to fall asleep were further hindered by the loud snoring.