You moaned into my mouth, and began to grind into me. I nibbled on your lip, and you bit back at me. You reached back again, this time grabbing at my ...merging shaft, and felt it through the thick material of my pants. I groaned, and you let go so you could take down your panties. Once you had then down, you broke away, and stood looking at me, then at the floor. You shyly said, "So, what do you think now?"I walked up to you, put my finger under your chin, and picked your eyes up till they met. I saw anger in Cindi and Sammi's eyes. I thought Katie was going to bust a gut, trying not to laugh. Little genius knew where I was going with this; I could see it in her eyes. Even Megan hadn't figured out the tag line yet. Victoria was looking at me, smiling softly, nervously. She knew how to handle Amy also. She also knew what a risk I was taking."Oh. I'm sorry. I guess I got the wrong idea. What do you call it? I'm sorry, Amy. This is all my fault. I thought you were grown up enough to. They did it every time the occasion called for it, like it did now.Hap and Alice have something to celebrate, all right. They had worked on Pinwoody's dream, some called it "Pinwoody's Pipe Dream," for almost ten years now, five of which were concerned with nothing more than Respy's computer calibrated movements. The very movements Pinwoody was now putting Respy through.RESPY. An acronym, but slightly altered when speaking about it, for Robot for Every Sexual Pleasure Imaginable. The term had. “Where are you staying?” I asked, letting her off the hook.“The Hen House,” she said, gesturing to one of the new building down the drive. “We got in last night and I’m just exploring. Husband was up half the night cos he had to relax after the drive. I’ve been snooping around, up around the main house. Says it’s out of bounds, but I’ve always been a rule-breaker.”She looked at me intently, I thought, trying to gauge my response. A rule-breaker engaged in what could be construed as chatting up.