I was getting a nice strip tease, as she twisted and turned her body in front of me. I mindlessly began to stroke my dick as she was swaying and danci...g without music, shuffling her dress down off her hips. She turned right around to present her fine ass as she rounded the dress over it, bending forward in the process. As the dress revealed her panties, I noticed a sopping wet spot behind her anus where she had squirted from her orgasm. Then as she leaned even further down and her dress finally. Her sexy legs were revealed and I really was attracted to her.I looked deep into her eyes, it was black and pretty deep. She didn’t break the eye contact, neither did I.I asked, “Shall we go?”She replied as if breaking from a trance, “Uh, oh, yeah, let’s go.”We grabbed a taxi, got in the back seat and told the driver to make the radio play. (Yeah, exactly like Shape of You by Ed Sheeran, that was my plan.)On our way, she asked me, “Do you have a girlfriend?”I replied, “I personally don’t share. I think that's the closest thing to a compliment that I've ever gotten from you."Oops, I misspoke. What I meant to say was: Go fuck yourself."That's better."So, what are we doing here?"More Master PC stuff, only with shorter segments, along with the ability to branch off in a different direction on the very probable chance of us getting bored and cutting our losses at a specific part in one of these stories in order to take another route."I've said it once, and I'll say it again. This place is. Donna gave her a look and swatted her ass hard. Beth looked at the ground. "Donna," Anne said in an exasperated manner. "She is helping me with this." Donna raised an eyebrow to Anne. "So some genetically engineered cloned soldiers took my virus?" she said incredulously. Beth nodded her head, but kept silent. Anne nodded adding, "Yes, exactly." "This isn't the fucking Twilight Zone, you know!" she almost yelled at the two. "I get a load of virus stolen out from under me - worth fifteen million.