“I will not show you my boobs… I just need a phone to call for help…”He then smiled with an evil grin across his face and yelled at me:“Now ...the price is different… I will fuck your round tight asshole instead”"Please..." I begged sobbing in tears. “I just need a phone…”"After I take this niece piece of ass you have, bitch…” He insisted.My trembling hands reached behind my back and unzipped my dress.It slipped to my ankles and suddenly I found myself fully naked, just on my high heels, in front. I still like looking sexy when I'm not working. But the only thing I dared to bring tonight was some high-heeled open-toe shoes." Kara patted a good-sized purse.The food came and we ate in silence. While the wait staff cleared the table we got up to dance. The music had slowed down just as we finished eating. There was something about the way she was dressed that made us both stiff. It was like we had just met and were at some formal ball. There just wasn't anything sexy about it. Out of the. As I was massaging her shoulder area ,my hands slipped and I I lost balance…in that process I realized I had sat on her butt with my crotch right in between her ass cheeks…."I am so sorry,I slipped" I pleaded…."that’s ok, I understand ur situation" she claimed…I think this is going way too far, I realized and I told her that I need to go to the bathroom and maybe head home aswell…I knew I was crossing borders and she was letting me cross it too….i dunno what I wanted at that time."why did you. .. on the Big screen, back when I lived in Kansas, in 1968. Hal was spooky ... a thinking computer in a mood, just like Ship. In a way I was glad Ship didn't know my real name. In the mood he was in, to have him answer "Yes, Dave?" would scare me half to death."Tell me about yourself." What do you mean, Mr Kirby?" You say you're the Ship..." Ah, I am sorry. Please excuse me. I said I was (there's that totally unpronounceable name) but you could call me Ship. Remember, I had to discover what and.