I have been programmed to never hurt you. So, you have me there.”“Or, you could be lying now.”“No. Or, was that ‘no’ a lie.” She laughed... “A riddle with no solution, a puzzle with no end. What is it, Davy? How do you decide?”An evil thought crossed my mind and it frightened me. Why did I think that? Anger? Frustration? Or, that damn devil dog again? Whichever, I was chilled by it and shivered, shaking it off.“No. You have been programmed not to do that. You might hurt me, and I suspect you. . wonderful and beautiful and... I've never known anyone as exciting as you. And this is my night out so I want to take you to dinner." Oh Joe, I couldn't," she protested, "What would Val think?" We won't tell her. I'll come to your place at six and we'll go to that little Italian place and we can talk all we want... and you'll be safe from me there." Well... I don't know?" Irene drained her drink and got up to leave."I'll see you at six," I said as she left my office without confirming yes or. She squirmed a little to get more comfortable as I slide my hand back under her and it took just a second to realize she had on a thong. The light little material barely covered her and I looked up at her.She smiled, without looking down at me.“Keep going.” She said before I could say anything.My thumb worked against her, circling her little clit and raising it up into a hard little pink button. I could feel the heat of her lips and what was even more delicious, I could smell her. The rich. "So why the hell ask, you dumbshit?"He smirked. "Dumbshit, eh? I know why you ran out." Really? Go find someone who cares." You still love Jus." Was it possible for that smirk to go wider? I longed to punch him in the face. He looked so much like his twin that if I squint just right, I could imagine it was her. All the more reason to hit him."We're not together," I spat."Doesn't mean anything." I don't know how this involves you, but that means everything. Just go away, Warren." I walked past.