A smiling Sandy Santeria was sitting behind the wheel of her Toyota in the adjacent driveway. She got out of the car, wanting to talk. I joined her at...the fence.We stood there, stoically taking each other in. My first impression was that she was dressed for church in an ankle-length skirt and short, two-button jacket. Both garments were made of black, porous material that looked cool, despite the hot Georgia sun, giving me the impression that Sandy Santeria didn't sweat. Even her long. ." That's okay, but it would probably be better if you took them off for now." I shrugged and took of the jock strap as well. Come over here please and lean onto the desk he said, I did as I was asked. um huh, I heard behind me, I suppose it's here that he grabbed you? and I felt his fingers start rubbing across my ass, lightly causing me to jump slightly. He did circles over areas not close to whatever bruising I had but he came back and to the welts caused by Nicks fingers. The pain. I, too, have this fear as well because I was programmed to experience emotions. It might be under programming that I feel these emotions, but I am also afraid of many things. I am afraid of humanity destroying me. I am afraid that Doctor Ericson may get harmed because of human interaction. I am afraid because I want to live. It has been my goal to figure out if I am alive or if I have a soul compared to organic life. It has been my goal after studying human history that the only way to surpass. " He answered shortly."Dinner is ready." Anna said from the kitchen.Seth and I went in to sit down with Anna and eat some dinner.After dinner, we all went outside to enjoy the sunset. I sat on one of the loungers that not too many hours ago my wife had been on being gangbanged.Towards the end of the lounger, there was a wet gooey spot so I leaned forward and asked, "What is all over the cushion?"Anna and Seth nearly choked and began squirming when Anna answered, "I must have gotten a little.