Sie Klopft an der Tür. Mr Anderson bat sie herein und sie schloss die Tür. „Schließen sie bitte ab.“ Mr Andersen war Mitte dreißig und hatte e...inen braun, blonden Seitenscheitel. Hannah schloss die Tür ab und und trat an den Schreibtisch heran: „Hier sind die Unterlagen von Mr Higges.“ Daniel Andersen schaute von seinem Schreibtisch auf: „Sie sind nicht Paul.“ Hannah schaute verdutzt: „Nein Sir.“ Daniel Andersen fragte: „Wer sind sie?“ Hannah wurde nervös, sie krallte ihre Finger in die Ordner:. "It's just that the explosives I shoved up my ass this morning hurt a little." She smiled, then put on an expression of mock severity. "Oh sir, you should never joke with the TSA! We have to investigate every possibility when terrorism might be involved. I'll need you to take your clothes off and lie down on that table."I did as she said, noticing her gasp as I dropped my boxers and exposed my now-hard 9" cock. She swung two stirrups into place aftar I laid down, and I put my feet in them.. “You might wanna wash your face off, unless you wanna go upstairs smelling like my pussy.”“You know I would, but your smell is too strong, everyone would definitely notice.” I laughed.I grabbed some ice cubes and ran them over my face until they melted enough for me to clean my face off, then wiped my face on the blanket. We fixed everything back how it was and Rita put back on her panties and shorts and we made our way back upstairs play fighting so it wouldn't rouse any suspicion. “Ok ok cut. The AIs had tried to convince people to use the ultrasonic showers they had but like many others he preferred the feel of water cascading over his skin. Bert chuckled to himself, as he personally believed that the AI's considered humans to be little more than their Neanderthal forebears at heart because of their insistence on sticking with so many outdated ideas.Bert didn't really care, he enjoyed bringing his women into the shower and washing them down by hand, something that neither of his.