Paula was massaging my crotch and watching my reaction. I think my face got red. Paula just smiled at me, she let her big tits out for me to see, and ...hen she knelt down in front of me. Paula found my zipper and began to pull it down. She took her hand and reached inside and found my cock. I was already half hard. She pulled my dick free and brought it up to her lips. I was hoping she would do what she was planning. She studied my cock for a minute and then took it into her mouth.I thought I. So I go to the window and look around. I don't see anybody. I continue to try stuff on. I feel rather turned on and decide I will play with my new vibrator. I am wearing my new thong and a new bra, I lay down on my bed and I start to play. First I just rub myself over my panty and then I do this awhile and then I start to play with my nipples, turning them and twisting them, I then move my thong to the side and start to finger myself. It feels so nice and I still feel like somebody is watching. Over at the Grenada Yacht Club, three miles across the bay, there were more boats than usual, all assembled for the regatta. And there was Vellella, moored just below us. While we waited for lunch, I was drinking draft beer, almost the only place on the where it was served, and Jeannine had a rum punch, one of the specialties of the house, a punch Karen had named "Tabanca Tear's". What was this tabanca which afflicted Karen? An armadillo poked its nose out of a crack in the rocks and sniffed. But while I was caught in the periphery of the impending regime change, much of daily life still went on. Besides, my owner was back again.I seem to spend much of my existence correcting misimpressions about robots in general, and myself in particular. Here are a few more.When Bill took temporary ownership of Sis at her request — using her new remote, which he'd never seen before, and which she absolutely loves having — and soon after that a number of other robots in his extended family, people.