Back inside, I exchanged my flats for apair of pink satin slides with 4.5" heels. They were reallyimpractical, almost impossible to walk more than 10 ...eet in, but theymade my legs look killer. I had made my face up again, choosing pinksand rose colors to match my lingerie. Although I had everything ready,I was sort of surprised and disappointed when I heard Carl's truck pullup my drive. I had been secretly hoping he would change his mind, orsomething, anything so this would stop. But here he. I said strip. Now."I didn't know where this was going, but I didn't see a way out. I stood up and unbuttoned my shirt, took it off. I stepped out of my shoes, then opened my belt."Take that belt off and hand it to me," he said. I did.I dropped my pants and stood there in just my briefs."Strip means naked bitch," Ken said. He'd bent my belt double and was holding it in his hands. I took off my briefs and stood in the middle of my living room totally naked in front of this black guy half my. Her hand was holding theback of my head and I was unable to break away and took a mouthful of myown cum. She held the kiss and her tongue invaded my mouth. At thatmoment I knew that I was lost. Whatever inhibition I had left disappearedin that act. I finally knew what I wanted."Jamie, That's so good. You will never regret this, i promise." Fionastood up as I slumped back in the chair, totally and utterly spent. Shewalked behind me and she laid her hands on my shoulders and whisperedinto my ear,. I started entry level, of course,doing database maintainance on the memory banks, and after twenty years orso I was working midlevel, doing coding on the memory compressionalgorithms. See, when someone gets brought in here to get their memoriescopied over, we do the whole thing. We get the whole brain, every synapse.That's a lot of damn data, Mr. Howard. A whole hell of a lot. And storagespace is cheap, relatively speaking, but still... it's a whole hell of alot. I was working on compression.