I can't run a tab. I don't do that here. No, no." "It's cool, stud. I'm good for it. I have tabs all over town. Here, I'll show you I'm cool." With th...t she skipped around the end of the counter and slowly approached him, rather like a snake inching towards its prey. Her smile was predatory, he thought. He felt a bead of sweat trickle from his brow down his cheek. His face was red, his penis was hard, and he didn't have a clue what to do. She reached him, put her hand on his hard penis, rubbed. "Okay!" she thought. "So I also don't mind a group of boys looking at me now."When she walked out of the front of the building, she had to walk up to the sidewalk and then turn to the left. While she was walking along the road, some cars honked at her and some of the students on the sidewalk tried to ignore her, or they smiled at her and a few just blatantly laughed at her. Maybe thinking that it would bring shame to this naked girl that had done something wrong, else she sure wouldn't have. They showed it that it was part of a larger orbiting unit called a space station, and that the station and it had both been constructed by biological beings, a species that called themselves Malans.I can imagine how weird the whole thing must have felt to the new machine mind. It is just like me as a child learning about everything around me; what each thing was, why it was there; what its function was. I was lucky in that there were other children around; Mum was not Dad's only wife, and I had. She looked rather uncomfortable but beyond that, as barbaric punishments go, it didn't look too bad. A chain was lowered from the small crane that was normally used to hoist crates and deliveries from the open decked boats that visited us on occasion and the cage was winched up into the air, the girl gripping the cage's bars and looking about her wildly as she jabbered and pleaded in her own language. And then everything stopped - the cage turned lazily a few degrees this way and then that but.