A pretty young woman was standingat her window in the room opposite mine, staring at me.She was maybe late teens or early twenties. Long, thickbrunett... hair framed her lovely face and spilled acrossher shoulders and onto the front of her white hotelbathrobe. I realized that she had a perfect view of mynaked body, and I gave some thought to quickly coveringup my crotch. Instead, I gave her my most winningsmile. What the hell: this was Italy, after all. She smiled back at me. God, that smile. Until that moment, she hadn't realized how desperately she was holding herself in. The sight of the toilet was blessed relief and she hurried to squat on it.Manual came and stood in front of her. She gasped. Renee hadn't even considered the possibility that he would follow her into this tiny room. She thought he was still outside waiting for her.He moved so close she was forced to spread her knees open around his legs. But she couldn't stop her bladder from relieving itself and at the same time. Her green jacket stops just above her waistline and I find myself watching her hips rock under her cotton dress as she walks. Beneath it, I can see the faint outline of her underwear, an arc starting high on her hips and disappearing in the middle of her grey cotton curves. ‘Sure,’ I call back, turning my eyes back to the screen. It’s not a huge company, and even thought we only sit a few rows apart, I wouldn’t say I know much about Jenna. You can make small talk with someone everyday and. Waves of sex pleasure radiate from his metal rod. Every move is automatic, programmed and requires no thought, no effort. His vision alters and he sees a progress bars in a new part of his mind. His head is now solid metal, his mouth a circular hole and he feels his thoughts becoming quicker, more ordered as the processor takes over his thinking. Soon all his organic material is gone, converted into bonded nanites that define his body shape. His rectal shaft engages the metal cock thrusting.