" He pushed her back and admired her bra and panties. "Very nice, but for me, you never have to wear underpants." By now he had pulled them to the cou...h, as he sat down, "Would you get me a glass of water, you want a drink take one." Somehow she felt she was being given orders in her own house. Little did she know. She almost spilt his water when he conversationally asked, "So, how's the ass? All recovered?She truly sputtered, "Ahh, I'm, ahh OK different, not used, sorta OK I guess." The reason. The terminal is blinking at me. I check to see if it is a count down. Will I have to deal with a bomb; I hate bombs.No count down, that is a good sign. I follow the wiring to the main box, housing the hard drive thingy. I don't have time to figure out their system and any passwords, so I figure going straight to the source is easiest.I rap my right hand on the desktop and my pinky pops off. I am my own interface. I plug the cable that I pull out of the pinky slot into a port in the back of the. Not a word was spoken between them and Samantha stared out the window in a daze. Her coat had opened up and the lacy tops of the hold ups were on show for all to see, she didn’t make an attempt to cover, she knew she would be told not to again. As they left the bus, he leaned into her and praised her, he’d known she wanted to cover up and also knew she was learning to accept her situation.Once off the bus, again she was quickly being led again this time a little more upright and a little more. She squeezed her beautiful tits together and slowly slid them down to her ass. She teased me by swinging her hair around so it would gently graze my skin and give me goose bumps. I went to get up to touch her hot body myself but she just shoved me back down. “I told you, don’t fucking move!” she said in her strictest voice. Then she grabbed my thighs squeezed them and slowly ran her hands down my leg, making me even harder.Then she went into her night stand and grabbed something. I didn’t know.