Finally, we were finished, and at our host's suggestion, we asked thechauffeur, Samuel, to come up to our room to arrange an island tour thenext day (...ur last full day on the island). Samuel was a good-looking man, older than us, very black, with a traceof gray at his temples, and that wonderful island accent. Sondra and I hadbeen drinking since lunch, and I offered Samuel one, which he accepted. After talking about the different island sights and routes we could take,Samuel asked to use. These measures would ensure a diverse population for the future.Male androids like myself were also modified to have "testes" which were stasis chambers for donated sperm, again from many men. When ejaculated, a special fluid mixed with a small number of sperm which resulted in a 99% fertilization rate, thus extending the number of times they could impregnate a woman or a female android. These capabilities were designed so that in the event of a catastrophic loss of life, or something that. " I've seen you around and always wanted to talk to you," I said. Then I covered my mouth. Oops. I probably shouldn't have said that.Evan rubbed his shoulder against mine. "I felt the same way about you, sweetness. Except you were always driving your car when I was walking, and I was always driving when you were walking around." Then I saw you at Melody's," I said. "And I was like, oh shit!" That's not what I thought," Evan said. "I thought, yum."I laughed."It's weird that I trust you so. Now it was her bottom and her eyes filled with tears after only about a dozen spanks with the sandal she wondered how long it would be before the tears rolled down her face. In the event, she lost count of the spanks and would have to watch the video later on but the tears did roll down her face all too quickly and she could not stop herself crying. She knew she was kicking her legs and squirming around on Lindsay’s lap as the spanks landed unremittingly and that she had no say over the number.