"I suppose we'd better go in" I said to him, when we got to the window he held it up for me, I was grateful as I didn't really want him to enter befor...e me, I was getting so conscious of my skirt, which decided to ride up as I climbed in. I don't think Billy saw anything as he had turned to close the window, but I thanked him for his gallantry anyway.Billy turned on the light and looked around the glass eyes of the lion seemed to follow me so I left the room; I went into the hall with Billy. "Reluctantly I resisted the desperate need to rub the afflicted organ andmy mother nodded reassuringly. Despite the tears in her eyes, she smiledcompassionately."D'you want a drink of water?"My mouth did feel dry. I suppose it was the after effects of theanaesthetics so I nodded nervously as my mother explained further."You've got to drink lots of sterile water to keep your urethra open. Itmustn't close up." What's a ureth, - a ure, - what is it?" It's the pipe in your penis that you pee. I wanted to know why he was avoiding me."Ian," I addressed him directly, wearing as little — meaning virtually nothing — as the least dressed 'bot in the House today. "You haven't accepted a single offer in this House yet. I know everybody has made you at least one, and one thing you can count on is that every fembot here is a sure thing." Not quite everybody," he replied softly.I did a quick mental survey and realized only I had yet to inquire of his interest in me. But he'd never interviewed. I shuffle slightly and the back of my hand rubs over her soft-firm flesh. I cannot feel panties; she wears a thong maybe or a pair of Directorie knickers! My head projects my 'fantasy female' characteristics onto her.I feel my face glow as I become stressed with desire. I freeze as the lift takes us up one level. I feel like a man who has found a treasure trove; to be able to feel this intimate part of this completely unknown woman while she is unaware! I must pretend that I am aware only.