I went north up the east wall, then along the top of the north wall and down the west side. Everything still looked fine.I'd been looking through the ...uildings inside the walls that were within my range. The WSA was so large that most of the buildings were out of my range, but circumnavigating most of the perimeter let me search quite a few of them. Even if I'd been moving right next to the wall, which I didn't want to risk, I'd still be unable to see the noticeably more interesting looking. You see, I'm a cyborg.Fresh out of college I signed up for the Marines. I was tough enough and bloody-minded enough to make it into force recon. I served honorably with my team for 22 bloody months in central and south America until I wandered into a trap room. Boom, and the next thing I knew I was jelly in a vat. I'm a third generation recon cyborg. I'm roughly 70 percent titanium, 10 percent ceramic, 8 percent flesh, 7 percent brain and five percent computer. I know, this doesn't jive with. “I can’t believe that someone wouldn’t do that!”“Perhaps they weren’t happy showing off in public,” I suggested.She shook her head. “No, I don’t understand. That was so much fun.”“Well, each to their own.”“Did you like it?” She asked.“Of course. You’re playful when you‘re au naturel.” She smiled at me, looping her hand in mine as we walked down the hill towards the tram stop. “And I want to take you to a museum.”She wrenched her hand from mine. “Why?”“Because it might broaden your mind. And…”“I. When Kyle stood naked in front of me, I knelt in front of my new god and worshipped his cock. When I grabbed it, I felt my pussy pulse and then the familiar feel of my pussy lubricating itself for the pounding to come.Looking up at Kyle I said “I can’t wait to wrap myself around this.” as I gave his cock a wiggle.Then, talking to his cock “You hear that, bitch? I’m gonna smother you ’til you cum-fess.”I lined my mouth up to his cock before I looked up to Kyle. His eyes were wide with.