It was a slow tune. I approached her, introduced myself, and asked her to dance. She looked up and, with surprise in her voice, asked, “Me? You mea...n me?” “Yes, you! Is there something wrong with me asking you to dance?” I replied, as I held out my hand. She hesitated then replied, “Oh no! A dance will be fun.” With a broad grin spreading across her face, she practically jumped to her feet, took my arm, and rushed to the dance floor. She practically dragged me with her. As we took each other. Your hands slip from my shoulders down my sides and around to my flat stomach. You pull me against you, and I send out a little gasp. I decide I can’t take it anymore and I turn around and push you up against the counter on the opposite side of the kitchen. I kiss you with a strength that I didn’t know that I had. This turns you on even more. You begin to take off my shirt as I start to undo the buttons on your shirt. You lift off my shirt and stop for a moment to take in my youthful body and. "The woman looked both impressed and shocked. "Wait! You have that good of a score and you are slaving away chasing petty crimes against the drones? Why aren't you doing something important to help save the true cream of humanity?"I could feel Linda's anger and shock, but mentally stomped on my own before it became visible. I carefully spoke to the woman. "I'm sorry I just can't think that way, Miss..." I made the last word into a question and the woman blinked."Oh gosh, sorry. Jennifer Gates.. Maine pocha computer kaha hai. To wo mujhe bed room mein le gyi. Aur kaha yeh raha computer. Aur saath hi mein kehne lagi, sir mere software mein bhi bahut virus hai,isse bhi theek kardo. Maine pocha ghar ke baki log kaha hai to usne kaha unse kya kam hai. Main samjh gea. Maine mauka dekh ke, use pakad liya. Main usse French kiss karne laga. Uske muh mein apni jebh dal ke ghuma raha tha main apna ek hath se uske boob ko press kar rah tha.Wo jor jor se aah aah kar rahi thi. Main uske dhire dhire.