"I think that's why they've tried to make it hard for the colony planets to be self-supporting. As long as they control the replicator technology and ...he AIs are loyal they have a mighty big stick to control us."Teresa got a look I've come to understand is her brain turning at supersonic speed, then she smiled a smile that made chills run down my back. "Well, if we need, we'll handle that when the time comes. For now I'd like your input on what sort of artists and what kind mix you think would. Oh, goodies. "Remember when you suggested I also look into thinktanks and the like in D.C., Cambridge and L.A.?" She had stopped squeezing and tugging and withdrawn her hand."Yeah..." Another sip."I chose New York for a couple of reasons, including knowing a bit about the city, the U.N. is here, having friends here - and you. I wanted to see you. I like you. I trust you. I want you."I could only blink."Yes, you. Accept it - you are desirable, grandpa-bear. Not just for being a nice guy, but for. But you know what? Here's what happened. The curtains started to be mostly open! And her quick undresses became slower and more teasing, more tantalizing. I had an aching hardon over these episodes, you can believe me. One night she did a fantastic show, slowly disrobing down to small pink panties. She sat on the corner of the bed, soft breasts illuminated by the bedside lamp. She reached down and began pleasuring her muff. She slipped the little panties aside and began rubbing her muff. I was seated at the bar counter, ordered my favourite beer. As i looked around i noticed the bar was quite full (mostly foreigners). I made little conversation with the barman, finished my 2nd beer and ordered a large scotch. At the far end of the bar was a foreigner lady who was around 45-50, very elegantly dressed in conversation with an indian man who looked like a business man. There was a air of class about her. Her red painted nails, pearl necklace, shoulder length blonde hair all added a.