He breathed deeply and found himself breathless as she kissed him even deeper, sitting her gorgeous naked frame on his lap. Her slim, but powerful leg... straddled him, and her soft skin against his own made his hair stand up on end. He could hear her heartbeat begin to quicken as they kissed.The blindfold was working well, he couldn't see a thing, but a sharp sting and slap sound startled him, he felt his chest warm. She kissed him deeper yet, and another slap resounded in his ears, his thigh. This would lead to holes in my memory, broken chains of association, and eventual erratic operation on my part. But I was left on my own at night. Perhaps my owners at the time looked in on me in my sleep state and felt I'd already been shut down.So although I have my memories from my beginning, they didn't mean anything to me for a long time. I had only limited use for them because I had no awareness of myself. My programs automatically used them to determine if my next client was one I'd. “I came so damn hard!” He finally said. Still on my knees, I glanced up at Stephanie’s beau. “She sucked, I came, she swallowed. It was a good night.” He smiled down at me knowingly. He apparently already knew what was going on with the bet. But, I suspect, after what he had just witnessed, he wished he could have traded places with my partner. Long story short, there was no winner, or loser. We left the theater satisfied of course, but discussed that there was truly only one way to win fairly.. I idolized my mom from that point on. I began treating her with more respect, and got more respect back. I even improved my schoolwork, hoping to make her even more proud of me. I didn’t really understand why I did all this, especially considering that I would probably never see her naked again. And that first view would be ingrained in my head, never to be forgotten, for the rest of my life. I still went out with guys on occasion, but nothing serious. I wanted them to think I was still.