”“Alright,” said a man sighing deeply, “We’ve been pulled from the trash can in order to save the GIS from failing. I’m not sure if I want...to be involved with that. After all, we are just a bunch of imperfect androids.”“Did you actually listen to the words Rus?” Jasmine asked the man, “Or were you just too horny to use your fucking brain?”“Let’s keep this on a civilized level,” Jeanette almost sneered, “We all know it’s far from perfect, but I think we should focus on the reason why the GIS. I'm worried about you. Call me. Please call me. Come home.”She closed her eyes then looked at me. Neither of us spoke.“What are you going to do?” I finally asked.“I'm not going to call her. I know she's upset, but I'm determined to do this. I don't want to hear her worried voice and her begging me to come home. Damn it, this is hard.”“I didn't tell you, but Dustin took down my license number. If your mom calls the police, they could find us.”“Oh no. That jerk. Betty doesn't know him like I. You find several different things to try on. Humming a nameless song, you stroll into the changing room, an assortment of affordable skirts and shirts in your hand ready to be tried on. Times are tough and you are having a hard time paying your bills. Still humming, you begin to undress, without noticing the small hole in the wall and the man's eye peering through it. You strip down to your bra and panties, then you take a moment to look yourself over in the mirror. A smile spreads across Your. Just go with anything. It'll please daddy." The man then gave Mark a deep, long kiss and, again, Mark's mind went blank.So, Mark just stood dumbly with a drink in his hand. The moments ticked by, and he kept glancing at the older man in the corner. Well, so much for my resolve.Then it happened.He felt a hand on his ass. The hand then squeezed. Mark just stared straight ahead, and couldn't see the person groping him. The hand moved very slowly across the denim fabric until discovering flesh. It.