It had different settings one could dial up but the titles of the settings were strange. Length? Style? Color? And then numbered settings under each m...ain category up to 8. Oookay! Well, what the hell, I thought. I plugged the thing into a wall socket and set the length for shoulder, the style on #1 and the color to blonde, and turned it on. Almost immediately, warn air started blowing out of the thing and I aimed it at my own hair. I watched in the mirror, but other than my hair getting warm. Uh-oh. I looked around. Why use an earpiece? Why not use speakers in the ceiling like before?As if it had heard me, the voice said "|| Thank you. You will receive all instruction through your earpiece from now on. You must wear it at all times. ||" What?" I asked, out loud, "forever?" But the computer wasn't listening, or it was listening but not responding."|| I will tell you exactly what to do and what to say. You must complete all your tasks quickly and without question. Do you understand?. I couldn't get the idea out of my head. Not too public, of course. I wasn't going on stage at a strip club or going to a sex club, and I understood the concept of children well enough to know that fucking Kurt where families might be present was dangerous. No, I needed a particular place. I had something in mind and I kept my eyes peeled for signs as we aimlessly wandered the city streets. The clouds thickened as we walked and the breeze picked up a little, but the temperature remained very. I either felt or imagined I could feel his juices spurt inside of me. "Yes," I cried out, a sissy in love.We lay there together for a while, then moved apart and eventually napped for a bit. When I next heard the apartment door open, I assumed it was Rachel. But instead it was man's voice that called out. "Chrissie," the man said."It's Douglas," Chris said. I could hear excitement in his voice. He jumped up from the bed and went into the living room. After a minute, I followed. I saw Chris in.