I would never be able to figure out how to get out of this easy, plus the thoughts of going into the girl’s restroom was just too much for me right ...now. But, I should have thought more about it.Sliding into the booth was a relatively good looking man, who was drunk, but smelled like a good cologne. He got really close, and said “I noted you sitting here by yourself. Where are the younger girls?” “The restroom” I said quietly, and in as womanly voice as I could. “Well, I will keep you company. ”“I don’t need to feel these sensations. Let me go!” It was perfectly clear to Gerry that he wasn’t likely to escape the vice like grip that the fembot was capable of.“Submissive men protest that they do not enjoy these experiences but that is just part of the ‘game’ to them. Now, you will come back to my dungeon and worship me.”The fembot pushed Gerry forward. At least, Gerry thought, I’ll be able to find out what’s going on and maybe come up with some way to stop them.Gerry was hustled along. Chris came in rubbing across me as he entered. I motioned him to the desk and took out two plastic cups. 'Best I can do for glasses', I said. Chris answered, 'they'll do just fine'. He poured two cups and begin to ask about the campus and what there was to do on campus in the evening. After about a couple of drinks we were laughing and talking like we had knew each other for years. The subject came around to sex and Chris looked at me and said, 'I'm not gay, but I like to have sex with guys'.. They wanted to see the horses, and maybe go for a ride. Betty wanted to see both of her "babies." The one she had raised from a foal in Texas, and her newest one, that Mr. Goodrich had been so surprised to see her ride. He told them that he would be happy to have the company, Because of the others, Bruce, who had returned immediately after he and Pete finished milking, took HIS pickup as well. Giggling at the thought of an "adventure," Carol, and Cathy joined him.They went to the corral, and.