Figuring the cash was worth the trouble and since Gayle Cockburn lookedmost un-whalelike I shucked off my tee-shirt and jeans and slipped thememory st...ck's antenna "where the sun don't shine" and pressed the buttonand felt my body quickly adapt to Martina's contours. I slipped theblouse on and fumbled with the wrongway buttons and covered my lowerparts with the skirt and using the few cosmetics Martina leaves on boardI made myself as Martina-like as I could and slipped on the low heelpumps in. After a time, while Sammi’s AI demon had run her through two more frustrating, complete up-down cycles, Sir, lifted his head, glanced at the clock, then slowly withdrew from Marta. She reached up, stroked his arm, and kissed his hand affectionately.He walked into the bathroom, coming out seconds later, wiping his cock with a cloth, then handed another to Marta, who wiped it between her legs, then left it there.Sir walked over to Sammi, then picked up the smartphone on the table next to the bed,. I'll see you later, OK?" Yeah, sure, do ya' bizzo. No spew here. Hooroo, then, and Bang!" Bang! for sure. See you later," I told him. I closed the connection and rushed inside.Already a minute late I hurriedly asked the receptionist where the meeting with VAN Enterprise was scheduled. Fortunately it seemed to be on her agenda and she pointed me to a nearby conference room.Dan, Nadia, Lucy Lasstic, and Edgar Robinsong were already there, plus a bored-looking civil servant named Marvin. It tasted of honey and jasmine. In my bedroom I stripped out of my clothing. I sat in my easy chair, waiting for my wife to come out of the bathroom. I heard her drying her hair. I slowly stroked my dick. It was purple and aching with need. I wanted Erica, with her silky brown locks, and her ruby red nails, and her perky tits. Her body. So nice. So like her daughter. Yes, they were so much alike. I needed her. "Richard, sweetheart. Are you waiting for the bathroom, dear? I'm finished. Why're.