Any order that did not make enough sense given our situation were usually subject to "interpretation" ... and I could thank the AIs for backing up my ...nterpretation once I explained how reality had to trump the thinking—or lack thereof—of those above me on the food-chain.Orders may flow down-hill, just like shit does, but seldom, if ever, does reality flow the other way.I had already reached the conclusion that body counts were not a useful datum in reports, unlike the REMFs who keep asking for. I was contacted by Hank for directions to my place. As he was getting there, I put on one of the short back mini dresses of his choice he'd asked to see me in. Once my hair and makeup was on point, my door bell rang. I walked over in my bare painted toes, and was met by this rather chucky, white man. He came in with a suitcase and took a seat. Pulled out an envelop . While he set up, I counted the funds in the bathroom. I asked if he wanted to drink. He declined. Said he'd brought along all. As I slid my pants off she sat up on the couch and gave Dick a deep, wet kiss. Then reached for my hard cock to take it into her mouth. By this time Dick knew the game was on and started taking his clothes off too. He pushed his hard cock toward May and she grabbed it and started stroking him while sucking my cock. I pulled out of her mouth to lay down and she gave his cock a kiss and a lick, and I pulled her down to ride me. As she rode me Dick again presented his cock to her and this time she. Eventually the guy slowed down as I realized he was nearing his stop. Before leaving he whispered in my ears ‘I had fun’ and while getting off the bus, turned to look at me with a lusty look. I sat with the hard on and reached my destination feeling very excited and anxious at the same time.Now the story could have just ended here. But after a couple of weeks or so, I met this guy again at the same bus stop. This time he wasn’t fooling around. He immediately came up to me and asked for the time.