He just didn't get it. He was too busy exploring his own sexuality. The fool.I could feel myself unzip my trousers and pull out my now pulsating membe...r. The head had gone shiny and mauve, and I knew I had to tug it. I sniffed at her knickers. I fantasised about pulling these knickers to one side as I furiously shafted my cock inside her. I wanted to cum in these knickers, whether she was in them or not.I walked into the bathroom, still with cock in hand, her knickers and her photo frame.My eyes. They saw for the first time how difficult it was to remember the song well. The guys played the notes that sounded right to me and I talked about what should come next. I sang the words to the song at the same time. This all got written down quicker now that I didn't have to play the guitar.Before calling it a night, we had most of 'Bridge Over Troubled Water' that had been done by Simon & Garfunkel.I started making wooden boxes in Woodwork the next day. In my previous life I had fabricated. "You will be much more comfortable there." Roger said.They helped me get to my feet. And we walked over to the hot tub.The hot tub is huge. It is built in to the floor of the building. So we step down into it and sit on the edge. I notice just how beautiful each of these two people are. They have great bodies. They don't have any tattoos or body piercing. Rachael doesn't even have any pierced ears. That is extremely rare. Both have a natural glow to their skin. No tan lines. Rachael's face is. His auburn hair is slicked back, and his lips are full and light pink."Hello," he says. "I'm David." He holds out his hand for you to shake.You look at the hand, then up at him. "Sorry, but who are you?"The android’s expression doesn’t change. "My name is David, but you can call me Dave if that makes you more comfortable."You shake your head. "No, uh, not your name. Why are you here?" Ah, right. You ordered my services last night at 23:07. I am here to provide sexual entertainment. May I come.