‘Want it back?’ ‘There is a fault we have discovered and I need it back to do some more work upon it.’ ‘But it has been functioning perfectl.... What sort of fault?’ ‘Well… It’s ehm a software fault we think. The robot can suddenly behave strangely and we cannot predict what it might do. You could be at risk.’ ‘Oh! At risk you say… I have not had any trouble.’ ‘We need to recall the robot and do strenuous tests to understand what goes wrong in the software. Here is the money you paid for it and I. You have cute tits and I love looking at your ass and your...well your pussy. That's what the guys call...." "I know." She says with that nasty little pout that drives him crazy. "So take your clothes off. Besides I want to see your thing.' "My cock?" Scott asks proud of his knowledge of sexual words. "Yes your cock. Hurry up. I want to see what you do at night." Scott pulls his t shirt off and then unzips his jeans tugging them off. Then he puts his hands on his briefs. "Can I? I mean. It was kind of hot not knowing exactly who was grinding up on her from behind, and she allowed herself to close her eyes and to raise her hands up as she swayed to the music, allowing the stranger to run his hands up and down her scantily clad body. She let her hands reach behind her head to feel the stranger's features. She felt his hair first; it felt a little shaggy, but clean. Then his face - it was smooth with defined cheekbones. As she began to pull her hands away, she felt his breath and. So just give me a break." Well at least I thought that one out a little.Well it did not do anything to slow her down."What is the matter white boy some real man, a black man, take your white woman away from you? Maybe some sister told you she wanted a black man because she needed a real dick instead of a pinky size weenie that you think is a cock."Damn this bitch wants to play the dozens, I hope she can cope. For those of you who don't know, the dozens was a slave game, where children were.