I’ll admit he sounded pretty good for a drunk bastard. We reached their driveway just as Al and The Monkees “I’m a Believer” came to an end. I...helped my staggering friends into the house, and honestly don’t know how they would have made it without me. They talked me into having one drink with them and we sat at the kitchen table singing some more oldies. I was about halfway done with my drink when I noticed I missed a message from DJ. Apparently Al’s singing drowned out my ring tone. He said. I turned the milking machine off so we could all rest for a bit. After a few minutes I lowered my hand and removed the pipe from the butt plug and I picked Kelly up and took her over to the bed and laid her down as she was to warn out to do much. I packed the bench away and the Milking machine before finally uncuffing Steve which he was so glad about as he could finally stretch and more as his whole body was aching from being stuck in the same position for so long. I led him to another room. "If there is something out there that you really don't like, we can discuss it at a later date," I added, "but I want to work with the original model first. As it is, you've been modified a bit internally to be stronger and faster and a little sharper in the hearing and sight departments. Now we need to leave..." I pointed at the way out, which was apparently being displayed by a HUD hooked up to my optic nerves. "As it is, your folks are gonna be LIVID!"Thirty very busy minutes later, I was. I was lost for words. But I knew exactly what I was going to do. There was an abandoned factory a short ways away, just off the road with a long wall blocking the view from the freeway. A thousand thoughts flashed through my head in instant.“OK, I’ll let you go with a warning, but it’s a special warning and you have to follow me.”“What do you mean? Where are we going?” she asked somewhat apprehensively.“If you want me to let you go, you have to do exactly what I say,” I said in a firm.