23.4.24


a small nightlight lit the bedroom

it was a concession he made


What’s this?
             she had thought to flutter his cock with her fingertips but atasuddensuspect  crossed her arms over her chest  eyed his hard on

In my defense he muttered The song I love my car there was a gulp in there
                                                                              You know it
I know it. The title’s I’m in Love with My Car.  It’s by Queen.

Yes  I shorthanded it the same song
                                       The machine of a dream/Such a clean machine/With pistons a pumpin/And the hubcaps all gleam
Yah

Alright, same song, what of it?
                                   What’s with the hard on?
You left me with her
I went to the bathroom.

You should have taken me with you No sooner you left she slipped out of her clothing I think because she saw you naked

Shes anatomically correctgot nipples GOT MILK banged around in his skull  Unlike Mattels Barbie

Barbie’s a girl’s doll not an android she’s an android.

She is Why does she have to be so damn attractive

They don’t fashion obese household androids, think about it. Her design is efficient. Her elegance is her fewer moving parts. Engineering defines her.

All fats cut away

Inelegant. But yes, correct.
                             However despite her appearances . . an I’m sure you . . looked . . she’s sexually inoperable.

Her components are attractive

They are.
          she turned to the android Shela. Please dress yourself.

YES MA’AM.    

An remain dressed. Inadvertently you’ve . . inspired . Mr. Smith.

YES MA’AM. 

Inspired  he chuckled under his breath
                                          Thank you

You welcome.

Shela admires you Whodave thought a household robot obviously  was capable of takin hintslearnin by example  your example

I should remain clothed at all times?

I didnt say tha
                Shela caught me offguard when she disrobed Tha it was unexpected  Anya know how much we appreciatecherish the unexpected

Really think youre worming your way out of this?

Arent I

   Shela. You’re excused.

YES MA’AM.    

Mr. Smith.

YES MA’AM.

Since youre primed.
                     If you would.
Woud I

laughing they tumbling back into bed


      a Brave New World

6 AMish,  2sday,  23  4. 24

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