Basically, grant me a powerful A.I. for story purposes and from that I try to build the rest without violating any laws of physics or reality or relyi...g on unknown future science.Starting with Chapter Three, I plan to bring one character (or set of characters) into my world in most chapters. I'll try to include a basic wikipedia link for easy character reference for anyone who is unfamiliar with someone in particular. The chapters will be of wildly varying lengths, depending on where the. “Is that ‘Trucker Suckers’ you’re watching by any chance, Mr ‘arrows?”“Why yes, as a matter of fact it is,” he replied sheepishly, fumbling to cover his erection."My Sid watches it all the time at ‘ome. Loves it! Mind if I stay and take a look? Then I’ll go and do her ladyship’s boudoir.”Gratified to discover that they had such a broad-minded cleaning lady, Philip Harrows breathed a sigh of relief. “By all means, Mrs Fellows. It’s only just started.”“So, what’s occurring?”“Well, it would seem. “I know you’re there, Paul.”Well. Fuck that.Not wanting to be rude, I stepped around the door and slowly made me way into the room. “I heard you coming up the stairs, and you didn’t walk past to your room,” she said. She raised her head and smiled at me for a moment, then turned her gaze back to her work.I was visibly aroused, the fabric around my crotch sticking out in a noticeable tent. My face was flushed, and I didn’t speak.“Would you like to come and help? You seemed to be enjoying. "The car still stunk badly. Dad had a solution in mind. We loaded the car on his trailer and took it to a junkyard about ten miles away. We left it there with the windows unrolled and made the trip back to the house. Before we went in, we loaded and chained the backhoe on the trailer.We went inside and each claimed a bathroom and showered washing twice in my case. Dad had brought fresh clothes and had made me do so, too. I understood why now. We threw our old clothes away along with the gloves.