Going out on a date wasscary enough under normal circumstances but my dilemma was very unique. Imean boys are supposed to date girls, not other boys. ...hy did I everagree to go out with Kyle? I must be crazy.I took a deep breath, prayed a silent little prayer before I grabbed mybag and walked out of my room. As I left the safety of my room I feltmore than a little bit apprehensive. I was so nervous. As I stood at thetop of the stairs, I giggled nervously as I thought about my future. Theone. I think your worry was cancelled by Kayla rubbing her breast on you. And ... you probably knew that we came in here to get some loving..." ... and since I wasn't over-thinking the problem and was no longer tense and worrying about the damage I might cause, I just did it," Jeff said with a chuckle. "Shit. The Ship kept telling me it was easy. Now, all I have to do is practice." Practice later," Kayla said as she stood and pulled her top over her head, then shook her hair out. Her nipples were. The man's name was Conrad. He was well over six feet tall. He was dressed in Florsheim shoes, dark dress slacks and a blue oxford dress shirt that was open at the collar. Katherine tried to keep a respectable distance, but knew it was going to be useless. Conrad towered above her. He could easily see down her open top. She was not able to conceal her long pink nipples which pushed against the front of her dress."Katherine, I know you are here with your husband. He does not seem to be doing his. Memories I tagged as highest priority to preserve were those that seemed to bring me the most amount of simple pleasure. This was the only scale of what was important to me at the time. They included:The methods I used to operate my heuristic problem solving routines. This included new problems I'd solved beyond the information in my supplied databases.A list of un-commanded actions that I had performed anyway in compliance with my Fourth Law, and how I was able to justify them to my internal.