You know,' she began. 'Are you going to tell me that nobody you think about is older than say... twenty-four. Only just a little older than you are.'L...ke went silent.'Who do you think about?' she asked him.Luke still stayed silent.'A lot of guys would think about porn stars, you can find pictures of them pretty easily, I suppose it's all on the internet now, you don't even have to hide magazines anymore. With porn stars you don't really have to feel guilty either, I mean it's what they do. I. It is always of interest learning how you and your female companions are able to know what is happening without being informed of it," 209852 replied speaking via the male android."We always have detailed knowledge of the happenings inside the Roshaa all portions are monitored." Mev said."These two android robots are a faithful copy of the external structure of the humans and the High Lord inhabitants of the ship. Their tactile structure should also be sufficiently similar to permit intimate. I put on some deodorant the expensive kind blow dried and straightened my hair. I put on the best swagger look I could. Pink underwear, a nice Pink Top, Grey jumper, Grey jeans, Pink shoes and a pink hat. I knocked on her door (I had gotten her address from Cayla) and stood as straight as I could, and I knew, no matter how good I looked or tried to look, I would never compare to this angel. She answered the door wearing, blue top, white short, white socks (No trainers or shoes) and a blue. ‘Bet that fat bastard didn’t leave a fat tip,’ groaned the cook. Frankie just looked at him, pathetically, to avoid telling a lie. ‘Thought so.’ Finishing her shift Frankie rushed down to the junk shop, negotiated so stubbornly that Irma finally caved in just to get rid of the time-waster. Frankie walked away proudly with her $50 guitar. Inside her room in her parent’s apartment, Frankie sat and her bed and stroked the smooth and colorful body of the instrument as if she was assisting a lover.