“Have you seen that new show, Hee Haw?” she asked. I replied that I’d watched one show and thought it was pretty funny. “It’s coming on ri...ht now. Want to stay and watch it with me?” Fuck, yeah, I did.“That would be great,” is what I said. She led me into the living room where she turned on the TV and motioned me to the couch. I sat on one end. As the TV warmed up, she selected the channel and came over to the other end of the couch.Hee Haw was a variety comedy with a country theme and. Picard had regained some consciousness. His vision was blurry and he was extremely weak, but he was aware of being carried from the floor to some kind of bed or couch. He only vaguely remembered where he had been before everything went blank. Faint voices were speaking a language that was unintelligible to him, yet somehow familiar. As more of his vision came back, he saw he was in a small room with several pieces of exotic furniture and walls painted with large friezes. He recognized it as. She shook her head and sighed as she recalled memoriesof the brief encounter.“He was large and black!” she whispered “he was allover me and he had his hand in my bra feeling me uplike he owned me!”Well she was dressed like she was asking for it. “And you didn’t stop him?” I asked with a smile, whichturned into a return kiss as she continued to kiss meand force me against the hallway wall.“He wasn’t the type to say no to,” she smiled,. ..do I call you?” “Mei,” she said. “Please, let me help you.” She poured it on, this Mei. Slid those long, slender fingers up his chest and looked him in the eyes as she started to unbutton his shirt. Then slid them back down, slooooowly over his bare chest to help him unbuckle and get those pants off. She made sure to let her eyes linger on his “package” as she stooped down to pick up those clothes from the floor. And said, “Very nice,” as she walked over to hang them up, looking back over.