Black silk stocking held up bya silk garter belt. Black leather 2in platform pumps with 7 inch heelsand a matching clutch. A simple fine gold chain wi...h a single pendantdiamond around my neck and a pair of matching earrings, Last piece isfull arm gloves of black satin. My hair is down and has a loose wave.That car ride ten years agoWe had been driving over an hour and I had gotten up the nerve to askwhere are we going? She slammed on the brakes I almost kissed the dash.Before I could react she. She held him and rested her head against his shoulder.Rich kissed her and she explored his lips with her tongue. He caressed her cheek and then moved his finger down, between her breasts. He ran his fingers up, caressing her breast and stroking her nipple through the fabric of the shirt.Gretchen lifted her face and drew in a deep breath. "Oh, I've been anticipating this, Rich. All through dinner, I've been thinking of this ... I've been wanting it..."Rich parted the shirt. Gretchen threw her. ”“How about Andy?”“She is strongly programmed to be only for you. I...” She flinched, eyes wide and startled, as if she had received a electrical shock. She stood without speaking, staring at me.“Conflict between programming and your will?” She said nothing and her expression did not change. I was sure Uncle Bert had programmed her to not reveal some information and to keep other information secret until some trigger point was achieved. A good part of my frustration was not knowing all I wanted. Yet we went n after few minutes of talk at around 8 p.M. The DJ was all set to make every single person dance for a new year. We were sitting at a table and already have started our booze when she started talking to me with her eyes. It was mischievous and I knew she was daring. I lifted my palm and put it on her legs under the table. The tense was getting dipper and we broke it as the place was too crowdie. We had few bottles of beer and were dancing. She was a good dancer and was no less in.