The next morning is what everybody calls ‘Dawn Patrol’. Cindy’s the pilot. She gets to say. We check out of the hotel, stopping at the front des... early in the morning, Bot-bot tootling happily along with us. Yes, he’s a robot. No, he doesn’t stay deactivated in the back of the rental car. I can only imagine the heartache that would result from him being stolen.The conversations with observers as we transited the hotel parking lot and lobby several times were memorable.Now we’re on the way out.. He then starts pulling Her by her leash, "come on crawl for me slave, crawl like a dog for you master" "Yes Master" He leads the way for her by penetrating 3 fingers in her wet pussy. She is so horny, she is out of herself, she wants to give herself completely to him, with no boundaries with no limits. to be his property to make her do whatever sick games he comes up with.Im crazy she tells herself, but for Fuck sake, she loves it. "I need to pee MAster" she whispers to him, anticipating the. Persons around us gave us a group "wow!" at that bit of news.We finally made it to the car after Eve made it a point to speak with Martha again. I drove us home. We went inside to change into more comfortable clothing. For me, that mean losing my coat and tie. I went into the bedroom to do that and watched as Eve changed clothes. We kissed some before heading back to the living room. I noticed that we weren't the only couple a bit flushed!Before I could say anything about lunch, Joan said,. He seemed surprised to see me.“We need to talk, Slick,” I said.“What’s your problem, man?” he asked harshly, no trace of a French accent in his voice, as he jerked his arm away from my grip.“Problem?” I asked, “No problem. Not yet, anyway. Let’s have a quick chat.”He glanced inside then stepped back. I indicated a patio table and pulled out a chair for him. “Sit. This won’t take long; then you can go back to what you were doing.”Reluctantly, he sat. “It’s your home, and I am your guest,” he.