"Don't you understand? You wanted to *interfere*, find a way around thelimitations you're supposed to obey. I don't doubt you meant well, butthat's ...he danger. Bad things happen to good people, good things to badpeople, that's the human condition. The challenge of life, to rise orfall to the challenge is our birthright. Not all AIs went bad, theywere programmed to do their best for humanity and it worked out as badlyas the ones that did go rogue." I see, hence your accusation of. Once again, he put out his hand and I took it in trust. "Do you prefer top or bottom?", he asked matter-of-factly. "Mostly prefer bottom but I'm good either way.", I lied. I'm ninety percent bottom and I’m not sure who I thought I'd impress. Jason let me to a closet door and he opened it. It was dark and he fumbled for the light switch. Even on, the light was dim. He pulled me in behind him and stopped abruptly. My dick split his cheeks and surprised us both. "Not yet!", he mocked. We. Could they see it? Suddenly, I felt so ashamed by the thought of it. I just had to get out – I had to get to the toilet.I made urgent steps towards the loo. Pee was dripping down my legs but there was nothing I could do, except try and contain the panic. It was hard to make progress because there were so many people.Luckily the toilet wasn’t occupied. I got in and closed the door against the sour faces belonging to the people I’d shoved out of the way. Suddenly alone, I took a deep cleansing. “No, I meant how long have you been coming out here to peep at people,” she explained.“Oh not long really, I…ah… I saw someone, this lady getting undress on my way home from Jimmy’s one night just after dark and I, ah, I have felt the urge to go out every night since,” I told her feeling very sheepish.“And when was that?” she asked.“I don’t know, about a month ago I guess. How long have you been doing it?” I asked.“Oh gosh, let me think. It was just about a year ago. I was out with my mom.