Pretty soon her left boob popped out followed by her right boob. Red Dog hooted. Kelle started to put them away but Holley stopped her. "Let's keep t...em out. I like looking at them. Your turn Kelle." Here she was, in a biker bar, wearing a thong, a skirt that by now barely covered her ass and now she had her tits out and guys were really staring at the show. This was getting a little dangerous. Her heart started jack hammering. Kelle was again at the edge. Twenty minutes to go. She looked at. .that didn't seem like pleasant talk...apparently something is going on at work and he has to go there ASAP. First we talked if we should stay a bit and wait on him, he said that this will take some time...so we decided to go anyway after his persuasion that we should go without him, after all we don't have any other plans...So I dropped him at his work and then his mom moved to passenger from rear seat and we drove to race ground...We talked about my work, her work, some general stuff...her. Her skirt was so short, she might not have bothered. Her tits, which are an F cup - at least, were spilling over her blouse, which was tied at her waist. “You trying to kill him before he starts!” I said. “We want to make sure he’s turned on! Said Laura, defensively. “He’s going to be turned on all right!” I said. “Don’t listen to her, you look awesome!” Said Gemma. I had gone for the conservative side of stunning. I had on my red hot pants and a tight white T shirt. Yes, my nipples were poking. The Prime had seen the look on Hall’s face and knew he wanted to check out the AI. He was right, because as soon as Hall had finished exploring the suite, he sat on the couch in the living/sitting room wondering just what had happened to him. Looking around a bit guiltily, he tentatively said, “Computer.”Nothing happened.Then remembering that Jeff had said to call out, he spoke a little louder and with more of a commanding voice, “Computer!”The big screen on the wall came on and a man seemed to.