They were just mindless beasts unleashed by the real threat. After all of the vids and tri-dees and stories, you’d think the human race would have l...arned. They didn’t. They were fools.They shouldn’t have believed their fiction. They should have seen the rise of the machines. They should have stopped it ... but they’d welcomed them with open arms.He’d never seen a Confederate race outside of vids. He didn’t know if they were complicit or if they, like the humans, had just failed to see the. ”“I love you too, my little slut.”Laura purred happily. Messy sex hair, slightly sweaty, and both happy with smiles on their faces. Pressed up against each other, holding hands, and with Laura’s head resting lightly on my mother’s shoulder, they looked like lovers.I lightly probed their minds as they rested and saw their connection was much more profound than I had initially thought. I knew they bonded on that first night Laura arrived after leaving her abusive ex, but I didn’t notice how. They must have had the wrong impression too.Janet, a strikingly beautiful longhaired blond in her mid thirties, finally broke the uncomfortable silence and told Rachel, “I for one am jealous. Rachel, if I could or if I would have the nerve to walk in public with a young stud like this, I would be in seventh heaven”Both Mary and Sue, a forty-ish thin and tall light skinned black woman, concurred thanking Rachel for introducing us and then joined the party.To be honest, I was very much enjoying. The guard spun her 90° and caught her with one arm under her thighs and the other around her back. There was nothing she could do. Her dress parted where it wasn't buttoned. The hem landed almost at her crotch; exposing the beautifully tanned and toned legs for everybody to see. In her panic, Zoë was at first oblivious to the fact that his right hand was now cupped just below her right breast.What to do? Move the hand or pull down the dress? Embarrassed, Zoë tugged first at her dress, and then.