I awoke in fear of the wardrobe and ‘those’ shoes. The sound of the Jaws theme music started playing away in my head as I looked at the doors. ‘...or God’s sake Julie’ I reprimanded my self ‘they are only shoes after all’. I then thought, as I slipped into my 4.5′ black mules, that I’d wait until after breakfast before attempting them again. I snickered to myself, in a Mutley kind of way, all the way downstairs that I’d escaped the torture by using logic. Breakfast was a lingering affair. I. So I appreciated them getting her wasted. As the night went on the table thinned and it was two of her coworkers me and her. She want to the bathroom again and the other two were saying how they wished they were in my shoes for the night. I joked that if she passed out she wouldn't know what was going on, cause she was really wasted at this point. The one guys said if I was serious he could help speed that up. I said sure why not. The two guys looked at each other and smiled and looked at me. He was sitting at an outside table over by the snack bar, having an iced tea while he waited.He had the limo, and I asked Shirley if she needed to go straight home, or if she wanted to ride around for awhile. She decided to ride around with me. After we were settled in the back, I checked the ashtray, and there were three rubbers stuffed in there. That was one of the things I liked about Hans. He was always an optimist. Once Shirley had satisfied herself that people couldn't see us inside,. I always want to share our dinner and not just sit there.”I turned to him as I straightened my uniform and checked my shave.”What is that?”“You know I don’t eat. I can’t even pretend to eat as I have no throat, no stomach and no tongue, but I am a machine and there are Upgrades offered, not officially sanctioned by Mother Machine though, but one of them is called the Simu-Eat Upgrade and it would give me the ability to pretend to eat. It’s just so prohibitive expensive.”“I can give you the.