I hadn’t yet seen it without its shirt on. It had a few different outfits, so it obviously undressed sometimes, but it must be doing it while I slep... and it charged. I stared unabashed as inch by inch, more and more of his chest became exposed as it undid button after button, until finally, nothing further constrained it, and it could simply remove the shirt, fold it up, and set it aside neatly for later. “Has this task been completed to your satisfaction, Princess?”“Yes,” I said. I licked the. She still hadn't noticed me ,I guess, so I whispered into her ear, "Need a ride?"She wasn't even startled. She turned to me with her eyes sparkling and said "Sure, let's go."I didn't expect that. I offered her my elbow and when she touched my arm it felt like electric sparks. My cock lifted it's head in response and I mentally willed it down. She must have noticed though, because she licked her lips and grinned like an imp."Where ya goin'?" I asked her, tryin to shift the focus. She gave me a. We talked some more and she asked me more questions, stillfinding it hard to understand why a man would want to do what I've doneand also trying to understand how I've found things different since myoperation. I guess women like Alli who are born with nothing betweentheir legs and know nothing else, who then suddenly find someone whowasn't and now is, spurs on their natural curiosity. I spend a lot oftime talking with her, trying to explain how everything is so differentfor guys down there,. What if she knew I had watched her fucking herself? Hell, she knew I was a teenage boy and she probably knew that teenage boys are sex-obsessed… but it didn’t stop my momentary excitement quickly giving way to panic. At this point I lost my erection surprisingly quickly, so I was forced to put it away (I couldn’t well finish) and took a deep breath. Apprehensively, I walked out into the corridor, which was thankfully empty. Becky’s door was shut tight. I quickly walked past it without looking.