As some people do when a part of their life is falling apart, Paul decided to fill that part of his life with having fun. He would often call me up to...go out to a bar or some other diversion, and one summer night we drove out into the country in Paul's pickup truck, and we eventually found a fairly large bar with a big parking lot near the edge of a small town. We decided we'd stop in and have a drink or two, so we drove into the parking lot. As we were slowly driving in the parking lot looking. This was fantastic....in fact fucking fantastic; as I pounded my cunt with a huge banana for my sexual gratification and the pleasure of 10 guys (more had been added) on my computer. I was puffing and panting and slapping my clitoris when someone typed, 'stick something up your arse!'Drunk on wine and sexual adrenalin I fumbled for another banana; but even in this heightened sexual state I knew that they were going to be too big. The carrots looked perfect; long and tapered. I was about to pull. I will agree that she was not a natural around a lab, but she held her own and we got the prac completed and got a fair way with doing the calculations for the report.When school ended I called a 'See you tomorrow' and went to get my bike. I didn't see where Fran went, but she was not heading towards the bike sheds and that hardly surprised me.On the way up a steep hill (the quarter is not called 'The Hills' for nothing!) a fairly flashy car drove slowly past me, adjusted its speed to mine and. "I see it in my dreams sometimes," he added mysteriously.By this time I had Davidson over to a pair of overstuffed chairs in the corner. Reacting as quickly as I had, FiFi appeared with refreshments on a tray.The m-bot bodyguard casually intercepted her before she could serve us. He gave the drinks — and her — a comprehensive once over. I detected the edges of the wireless traffic as he verified her identity and bona fides before allowing her to pass. I'm sure he could read any robot in an.