They're lucky I didn't throw you out into space." So buy me then."It surprised her as much as it did him."What?"She blinked and felt a strange, slight...y uncomfortable pricklingsensation on the back of her neck as the retail program kicked in. Anartificial half-smile took hold of her lips and she heard herselfspeaking without any control. A script was running and she was stuckuntil it finished. "I can be purchased at any G interface for the lowprice of 18.2 k. With me you get the ownership. I’d known about The Primeval Woman, an annual arts festival that takes place every year out in the Nevada desert. It deserves it’s wild reputation. It’s Federal territory occupying the bed of an ancient salt lake. Since there is nothing around to burn or destroy, the Feds have a benign attitude about it. Hence, no cops. Everything was allowable, even public sex. Since it’s a very harsh environment, people leave their c***dren at home. It sounded freaking great. I paid my registration online and. She could be upset that you look better in her clothes than she does.”“Oh,” the man said.Titus said, “Of course, that wouldn’t necessarily lead to a divorce. I mean, a shopping trip could probably solve that problem. Can you tell me more about why she’s divorcing you?”The man answered, “She wants to divorce me because she thinks I’m crazy.”“Just a minute ago you were trying to blame it on the dress,” Titus said.“She says that a man who likes to wear dresses is crazy.”“Why would she call someone. “That’s both of us then,” you reply. “I would love to be the one who claimed your ass.” I can feel your cock thickening against me, and I know I want to feel it deep inside me. “OK,” I whisper. You reach over me and take the lube that is sitting on the bedside table. I roll over onto my belly, grabbing one of the pillows, which I shove under my hips. You squeeze some lube onto your middle finger and use one hand to open my ass cheeks. The lube feels cold against me. Your finger caresses my.