ImplerMansion was cleverly disguised as an isolated cluster of boulders, hung about with vines. Har-2 thrust aside a mossy hanging and surveyed the sc...ene of the 'incident'. Within a high-arched dome, a soft, a lumpy and several hards clustered about the wreckage of an expensive hard, of much finer workmanship and materials than the mech body he presently wore. A random wisp of greenish vapor still eddied about the shattered plasta skull, though the incident was more than an hour in the past.. Once inside the deserted half circle of pavement I searched around for the right place and pulled to a stop. I opened my door and was out of the car while she was preoccupied with rearranging her dress and wiping her juices from the leather seat with her panties. I threw her door open, grabbed her right leg pulling it outside of the car, sliding her butt across the seat. She sputtered, ‘Hey…Jane what the…for chrissakes what are you doing?’ I looked up at her as I knelt next to the car and. That a fair conclusion?"She clasped her hands in front of her and nodded. She had her hair up in a ponytail, to complete the naughty schoolgirl look. I sat on the end of the couch."Well, you'll get your wish. But not quite yet. First, I'm going to warm you up with a spanking."With a smile, she walked over and lowered herself over my lap. I was acutely aware of the muscles of her firm body as she settled herself. Her skirt rode up as she leaned forward, exposing the thinnest of white cotton. I didn't understand much of her thesis topic—something about Ariosto's influence on Goethe—but I kept my mouth shut. I kept my discussion of organic conductors to five minutes. She didn't look bored and even asked an intelligent question. We came from similar backgrounds, although she was an only child. Thankfully neither of us claimed we wanted to live in Israel. Hell no, we won't go! I went through my mental checklist and she no doubt went through hers.Something about her caught.