He moved closer to me. I felt his arm go behind me, and then it eased onto my shoulders. The wind was now strong, cooler and gusty, so I was a little ...cold. His arm on me felt good. Neither of us said anything for a long time. Then, I looked at him. He had passed out. Chill out, indeed, I thought.I touched his face. No movement. I don't know what came over me. I reached down and slowly slid his pants zipper down. He wasn't wearing any skivvies, so I was able to grab his cock, and pull it out of. If you can’t read English, then flip the page over. I had it translated for you.”They quickly read it over, and they all sign. I then collect the papers and give them the schematics for a modified P3 series Honda Robot. It has a lot of upgrades that would advance their robotics by at least ten years. There are also notes mentioning some of the modifications the ASIMO had. As they look at it, I tell them. I am hoping we can become partners in robotics. I want you to build me a shipyard, and I. My tits were almost naked with the tiny triangle of material, barely covering my erect pierced nipples. My stomach was pulled in taut and tight, not so much from deliberate posing but more to with sexual butterflies fluttering away inside me. I moved the other knee level with the first and slightly parted my legs as I fluffed up the cushions on the sun bed. With this action my pussylips separated either side of the silver shiny thong. The feint breeze was delightful on my almost exposed pussy.. The cane whistled through the air and landed with a firm WHACK just below the first, which was now a raised red line. The girl’s knuckles whitened as she desperately gripped her ankles tightly, not daring to move the throbbing target for his cane; four more strokes and she was also free to hobble over to the wall bars. The last girl in line didn’t walk straight to the spot. She seemed mesmerised by the position she found herself to be in. She stood stock still and stared at the master and.