Emboldened by the fire water, she stood up and faced Richard, her crotch almost at his eye level, just a foot away from his face. Clad only in a black...bra, matching panties, and black thigh high hose, her pelvis began to undulate to the slow beat of ‘Only You.’ The eyes of the man she now knew as Richard became fixated on her crotch. He felt her right index finger under his chin gently lift his head. She leaned over until his face was silhouetted by her hair and flashed him a smile to tell him. "You understand, baron, my grandfather wishes you to read this paper," said Valentine."Then let us sit down," said Villefort impatiently, "for it will take some time." Sit down," said the old man. Villefort took a chair, but Valentine remained standing by her father's side, and Franz before him, holding the mysterious paper in his hand. "Read," said the old man. Franz untied it, and in the midst of the most profound silence read:"'Extract from the Report of a meeting of the Bonapartist Club in. Whatever he was saying to her, she liked it, which made me like it. I began to get hard and was happy to be seated at a table. The waitress walked by and the stranger signaled to her, he ordered some drinks for them and quickly returned his attention back to my wife and her nylon encased thighs. This time he put his hand much higher up her thigh. He was close enough to feel the heat I was sure was coming from between her thighs. I assumed I would be here for a while, stranded at this lonely. At first it was extremely efficient with no other mind links to interfere, but then we started connecting to a second, softer mind link from Captain Murray. When she was in her recharge cycle - I think you call that sleep - even if she was in her shielded capsule, we were linked not to her loud mind, but to her soft mind.You have to understand, David, that we ServoMechs are trained to respond to every command of our primary mind link. What we were asked to do was unlike anything we have done.