He saw my makeup. He came up to the side of my bed and asked what the hell it was all about.Now my dad is an intimidating man, 6”4” muscular, tone..., in his mid forties, about 220 lbs, with short black hair. He came up to the side of my bed and pulled away the covers, only to discover his son, dressed as a high-class whore. He kind of jumped back, looked at my body and then in my eyes. He just shook his head and walked out the door and into the hall muttering "my son is a fag” over and over. I. ” He chuckles, “You certainly are.”His hand rises toward my right breast. His thumb and forefinger approach the nipple, then stop. My breath is caught in my throat … again. I take his hand in both of mine and bring it to my nipple. His fingers capture my nipple and I sigh.I am still in disbelief as I watch and feel his fingers at my nipple as he squeezes and tugs on it gently. I take a deep breath and another sigh escapes with it. “If this isn’t a dream … if I’m not going crazy now …” as. She didn’t think he was including himself in Chris’s ‘we’. “The experimental fembots have carried on manufacturing. It’s clear that they are not compliant with the robotics laws but what is more disturbing is that we have evidence that the problem is not confined to the experimental units. It looks like whatever rule change Gerry implemented, it can be picked up by Series B units as well. If that’s the case, I’m sure you’d agree that we would have to shut off the power to the lab and shut down. “Awwww, can I at least cause a little bit of mischief?” Alexis said in a pouty voice as she kissed the nape of Vanessa’s neck.“As long as you don’t get caught I guess,” Vanessa laughed.Alexis smiled sarcastically and gazed at Vanessa. “Honey, no one will even know I’m here. There may be events no can explain teehee, but nothing to prove that I did it”. Alexis blushed and kissed Vanessa’s neck again.“I’ll meet you back here after your school is over I promise.” Alexis flew from the car into the.