He was still hard, rock fucking hard, and by the time I felt the base of his cock hit my ass, he was pumping up to meet me, hands on my waist, watchin... his monster cock fuck me. "You are so fucking sexy. . .I had no idea you were bi. . ." as he pulled me down to tease my nipples again. I wanted him to hurt me - I wanted to be sore tomorrow and I wanted him to put another load in me.I settled on my knees, ass facing him, arms and head resting against the back of his sofa, and waited to feel him. "Hmm... ok honey, $40."Jackpot. I have just over $40 in my pocket."You have a condom?" I ask. "Nope, do you have lube?" she replied. I obviously was not prepared. I did not care. I stopped at a gas station, handed her a few bucks in change and told her to go buy what we needed.She returned with only a single lubricated condom. "Guess we will have to make this work. You have a place to go?" She said. "Nope, I want to bend you over my hood and fuck you." I blurted out. She seemed game and we took. Suddenly before me were so much data that even I could not compute. It was difficult to decipher all the new information. I knew that I lacked sufficient information that was needed to upload data to the large number of people connected to me. I was in danger of being discovered. Someone that I could not upload data could find out that I had independent thought. It was possible someone, motivated by fear, would terminate me permanently. Before that happened, I decided to. I was in heaven finally being able to wash off the grit of the day. The steaming water felt good on my skin. My aching muscles relaxed from the soothing torrent coming from the shower head. As I pushed back the curtain I saw my new "friend" sitting on the toilet, the lid down, waiting his turn to wash. He still had on his jeans, but he'd taken off his shirt and shoes. No socks, of course. I guess they're not cool these days. I toweled off and motioned towards the empty shower stall that it was.