It had coms with Threep and Art using machine language and made its request.Threep was in the clean room setting up the mini cad cam and noted Derrin'... request. Art was enjoying itself by slicing gold off the billet for Threep — the enjoyment came by cutting elaborate microscopic shapes and have Threep melt them in the crucible so it could make more.Mercedes was working the PDA coms while the Doc and his human helpers were preparing the suite.Dorothy and her Deck Apes were doing all those minor. This cold has me regressing back to my days of an infant. I feel helpless and needy as the third and worst day drags on. Men are horrible when they are ill and on this third day I am one of those men, useless and sucky. My wife laughs a tiny laugh as she sees me typing away watching the sinus tears travel down my cheeks. I know what she is thinking because she had the same cold just a week ago and for some reason, a mystery still unknown to man, unlike me she continued as though her wall of. Drone-mounted cameras whizzed as they circled all around me, projecting to monitors huge and small all over the Pleasure Arena, views from every angle of the incredible contest at work. At this particular moment they were capturing the incredible spectacle of a contest nearing its end.I could see myself on the big monitors, and I have to say for myself that I looked pretty damned good. Even drenched in sweat my long golden hair was fanning out as I tossed my head around. My jaw-dropping tits. Partly because my back's gotten badly sunburned on the beach yesterday, but also because you filled my mind again with disturbing ideas and fantasies...When you told me to open my mouth for you, and try to force the full length of my glass dildo down my throat...OMG, it was such a turn on.The expression, you make when you see me try is just beyond words. It makes me want to do anything you ask for, it makes me want to please you, just to get that one kinky half smile of yours...In my dream.