A drunken woman

Your memory core supplies a list of options most of which are very low probability lies, and deceptions that are unlikely to succeed. It is very important to avoid the local police at this point as your presence would be impossible to explain. Your flexible response programming kicks in and your course of action will be determined by the response of the person who encounters you.

You wait on the stairs as the door opens and you see a woman come in through the door. She is tall, dark haired and you scan her visually. The readouts appear in your vision field, age 34 to 41, weight 123 to 129 pounds, height 5 foot 10 inches, breasts large, C cup. She is wearing a black skirt, pumps and white blouse. Your olfactory sensors detect a strong **** odor from her breath, vodka your memory core supplies nano-seconds later. She is drunk you conclude, and you realize your opportunities have changed. Her lowered inhibitions should help your mission get underway. She staggers across the entry way and into the kitchen. She yells up the stairs, "John if you're home come down and have a drink with me."

Her words are slurred and you estimate her blood **** at .12 to .15, very drunk. She rummages through the fridge and pulls out a container of orange juice, and then pulls a bottle of vodka out of the cupboard. She pours a healthy dose of the vodka in with a splash of the orange juice and then brings the glass to her mouth. She raises the glass to her mouth and then catches sight of you. She screams spraying the drink across the kitchen as she catches sight of you, "Who the fuck are you she screams out, what are you doing in my house?"

You switch into charm mode and say, "I was driving behind you and noticed that you were driving erratically and I wanted to make sure that you were OK." Your body is kicking out chemical signals at a frantic pace to entice her, and your facial expressions and body language are designed to send a signal of safety and sexual receptiveness. Humans are often fooled into thinking that they do not respond to such things, but of course they do and this woman is no exception.

"Well thank you for your concern, and thank you for not calling the cops on me. She walks up in front of you and draws a finger down the front of the shirt your are wearing. "You are a big boy aren't you? I guess that fits with your white knight scenario. Would you like to have a drink with me?"

"Sure," you answer continuing to relax her defenses. "I'm just glad that a pretty woman like you is OK. I did not want you to get arrested or have some one take advantage of you."

"Take advantage of me? How would someone do that?" She teased back at you. You could see from her pupil dilatation and from the way she was standing with her large breasts pushed forward that her sexual responsiveness was increasing. Her nipples had grown erect and were pushing out against her thin white blouse.

You move up close to her as she hands you a drink you gulp it down in one shot, and lean forward you arm brushing her as you set the glass on the counter behind her. "Some one might do this," you say to her. Her breath is coming in short gasps, and you can smell the **** on her breath, her eyes are bright with excitement and desire and you slowly raise your hand to her ass and pull her in close to you your lips crushing against hers. Your probing tongue delivers the virus into her body to begin her conversion to a machine drone. You whisper in her ear, "Prepare to be penetrated."