This client meeting did not feel right at all. It was mid-afternoon and I sat in a trance from the hypnotic dance my friend was executing flawlessly, ...er hips swaying with fluidity, whilst she turned with the grace of a ballerina. This was the sordid dance of two lovers in their own world and I was just a mere fly on the wall. It was practically like they had forgotten I was here. I was instructed before I went in the hotel room to sit and watch, which I did as I was told; she just failed to. You see, a certain engineering v.p. from Positron Semiconductor just happened to have in his possession the plans and specs for a newly-developed ultra-fast 16-bit microprocessor chip. Yeah, I know, I know, nowadays a 16-bit CPU is old hat, laughable even. But this was almost 30 years back, and Intel was only just getting ready to release an 8-bit CPU that would stand the computer industry on its ear. So, yes, the Positron P-16062 seemed like pretty hot shit at the time.Here's where the plot. "I'm Tina, nice to meet you Anthony. What can I get you to drink," she asked him again. Just then a pudgy male vampire in an apron walked up with a tray and slid it in front of Anthony. "I'm the chef Carlos. Jenny said to bring you something to eat, it's good to meet you sir," he said and shook Anthony's had exuberantly nearly shaking him of his stool. Carlos's wide grin was infectious and Anthony smiled back and thanked the large vampire for the food and he walked of back into the kitchen. The. I was too ashamed to speak and she just continued, "what are you doing with my soiled panties? Are you smelling of them?" I started to cry and told her how sorry I was, and explained that things were happening to me that I could not understand. Probably my crying affected her and she began to calm down in an effort to console me. She was trying to be understanding as she held me tenderly, telling me to stop crying, it was no big deal. "Jan, I don't understand it myself. I've never been aroused.