She felt intense shame for feeling good when this was nothing but rape. But nothing she said mattered as the machine started to simulate human orgasm....It started to grunt and moan, much like a human male would when reaching that pinnacle. That seemed to arouse her body even more, her primal instincts taking over. Unknown to her, it was all an act. Or more to the point, the Terminator programmed to simulate male sexual behavior. It is a design feature that would help it blend in when it is. The girls were still wailing, the old boys were fixated on their dominoes, the beer still tasted like piss and Ray had by now lost the fifty quid on the fruity he'd won the week before. If it weren't for the extra bum passed out on the floor, anybody would have thought it was ground hog day."Ray, smoke break" Dan said as he walked past without stopping."No worries, give me a sec to whoop this machines arse and I'll be right with ya"Entering into the smoking shack Dan could see Terry was there. We spent most of the year giving each other pleasure through mutual masturbation or oral sex. We got better and better with practice. Finally Senior Prom came and we both agreed to go all the way. I rented a motel room on the side of Denver. I was anxious but Shelley was so tight I had to slow down. Finally she asked me to lube her up and I went down on her. Her vagina by this point had a distinct odor that I was fond of. After a few minutes I re-positioned for the big thrill.I was able to work. The whole routine was also starting to become rote for him. One seemingly unremarkable Friday night, Robert decided to go to an old hotel bar in Hollywood. The bar was having a 'ladies drink free' night which seemed like a good tactic of increasing his odds. As Robert walked into the foyer of the hotel he noticed a time capsule Art Deco decor and walls lined with autographed photos of actors and actresses who had patroned the bar over the years. Robert walked up to the bar and ordered the usual.