I giggle at the thought. Mr. Callahan helps me to my feet, asking me what’s so funny. I tell him and he chortles with me. “That would indeed be q...uite the sight, Miss Steel.” He envelops me in his arms. I feel safe, safe and warm. “Mmm,” I sigh breathing in his masculine scent. His hands stroke over my hair and down my back. He softly whispers against my forehead, almost too low for me to hear, “My beautiful, dirty, amazing slut,” before letting me go. When I look at him he is once again the. He stood for quite a while soaking in her feminine form until she finally meekly inquired if he was still there. After all, see could see nothing but soft light, hear little except her own nervous breathing that was somewhat labored form squeezing under the sheet and somewhat restricted due to the elastic constriction of the latex.? I?m so sorry my dear, but you are still wearing your panties and bra aren?t you? I thought I was clear: Everything must come off. Hurry now so we can get started?.. What this meant for me was that I only had one other decision to consider: Whether or not to upgrade my body at the same time?I easily decided to do this as well. Although this body continues to serve me well, being much newer and more advanced than the mind in it, robot body improvements have kept pace with the advances in robot minds. While doing both together would be quite expensive, it was nothing I needed to concern myself with overall - which is a nice feeling. A new body would also put. I enjoy riding trains and if I'd had my wits about me when I planned this trip I would have booked a sleeping compartment instead of ending up scrunched up in a regular seat. At least there was no one sitting next to me. The people in front departed somewhere in Indiana and the kid behind me who had been jumping around since we left had completely worn himself and his mother out. Just me and that young couple right across from me. Not a very crowded train, really.I moved my head around to check.