"Want? What we want is to have the opportunity to present our technology to you at a rate you can digest it. We've had these technologies -some of the...- for years. What we mainly want is your assurance that we will be left alone. There are people who would do us harm to obtain or prevent our technology from reaching the public. That's why we are giving the power cubes to the utilities. If we tried to market them ourselves ... well, there is just too much money at stake for them. Our lives would. First within the package was a pair of white girl's underwear, far too small, of the type designed to cover some of the ass while riding up the crack and coming tight across a the crotch. He knew that it would be a challenge even to fit his small 5" cock into such tight panties, and the thought of how sexy he would look made more than a little stir within the crotch of his skin tight black jeans. Next were the boots, six inch patent leather black stilettos which laced up to mid thigh length. . He looked at me, ‘I don’t know what she’s worried about, I’ve slit the stitches on the seam and she can get out her sewing machine and restitch them as good as new, that’s if she can remember how to use it.’ This brought a light punch to his upper arm. ‘Watch it, you almost made me drop your leg and that would have hurt.’ Working swiftly he had the cast on, it encased her foot, just leaving the toes free, and ended just below her knee. He put this metal stirrup thing just in front of her heel. There was even a palm tree, which reached about three quarters of the height of the room.Interspersed among the floral arrangements were love seats, over sized arm chairs, and tables, providing a lovely place for gatherings. Looking upward, there were large windows from the second story looking out into the atrium. The place was drop dead gorgeous. I continued to look around, expecting to find a hotel reception desk."This is your 'shack?'" I asked Debbie, grinning."It's lovely," cooed.