Cindy is also quick to notice and takes it as another good sign."Well, yes, I suppose it's kinky and bizarre to people, but we don't seeit that way. W...'re well-off, as you can see, wealthy by most people'sstandards. No reason for either of us to work. But Mindy needs structure.She's not comfortable with lots of free time. I love doing what I wantwhen I want to do it. But not Mindy! She's just the opposite. She getsall anxious with difficult decisions and too many choices. She likesthing kept. When I tried to convey that to him, he simply dismissed me as usual, so I decided to just keep my mouth shut from then on and let him do what he wanted. The one nice thing about Dad's group was that they always allowed me to tag along with them whenever they visited "the Point" so that I could essentially be wowed by their collective ingenuity. The Point was in fact a place where groups who were granted special permission by the AI could meet and interface with Consensus's computer systems.. It was only polite to reciprocate, then suggest that we retreat to a vacant cubicle.If I was encamped in a graffiti covered stall, reading the dirty messages and admiring the artwork whilst I slowly rubbed my hard prick, I could make out the sounds coming from either side of me. Occasionally, I would overhear a couple of guys who had hooked up, making out the sounds as they masturbated the other, or the sucking and slurping sounds as one lucky guy was being pleased orally. And then there was. . to wear to the church, and you'll meet us there." But ... does that mean a dress?" Ron protested.Dana nodded. She was driving at breakneck speed to Steve's house - they were going to cut it pretty close as it was."I'm not going to wear a dress to church," Carl said firmly, crossing his arms under his breasts.Dana shrugged. "Suit yourself. You won't change back then, either."Carl frowned, then he pouted as they pulled into Dana's drive. Leslie wasn't there - yet. Dana and the 'girls' got.