”I nodded my head; I had equipped all of them with a self repair program that would ensure they repaired enough of themselves to return. “I’d fe...l a hundred times better if I could take a look at you damage. I might be able to suggest upgrades so this won’t happen again.”Sheila turned toward me as I attempted to sit. Looking at her I swore I saw something on her face. My god, was that gratitude I was seeing reflected toward me? Damn it! Why was he after me so hard? No one would really care this. She sat down and rode with outstretched palms over her horny legs, her little bare feet clumsily stretched out.When she had enough, she put on her heels again and stood up.She looked at herself in the mirror and was visibly satisfied with her look.Carefully she opened the narrow wooden door and stepped out into the small vestibule of the cabins.Slowly she walked up and down in front of the big mirror.The feeling of the skin-tight leather leggings, which stroked over her skin and tensed with. "He's hung in there all these years and hasn't done anything about it, well, not really, he's got to love her. It'll make things better for them, him and her both, not worse. I don't even know why I thought of that story, I just did." Too close to home," I said. "You know, you might want to keep little tid-bits like that to yourself, huh?" Do me a favor, don't say that for a while, honey, OK?" she popped up."What? 'Keep it to yourself?' I don't—" 'You know, '" she corrected. "It was Lady. They were dancing close and sometimes he'd grab her arse and thrust himself at her like he was humping her. After a while he walked away from her, maybe he needed the loo, anyway, once he'd gone she waved over his mates. She danced between them. At one point she pushed her arse backwards and shook her ass all over the guys crotch. Then she moved forward and put her arms around the guy in front of her and pouted at him as she moved towards him and said something in his ear. The first guy came.