I made her one too. I carried it into the bathroom and sat it on the counter. After a while she came out dressed in a really nice dress that came to h...r mid thigh, no pantyhose this time and sandles. She said don't wait up Carl and I will be late. Carl , I said I thought he fucked you this afternoon. She said NO, that was Roger the kitchen manager. I asked what he looked like so I could look for him the next time I was in there. She said he's that big black guy that we see ever time we are in. After perhaps thirty seconds Thomas looked at her."They all failed?" he asked."Yeah, all of them. Geeks, scientists, medical experts — all of them failed. But guess what? I think I've achieved what they couldn't," beamed Elizabeth."Seriously? You've developed a computer that can think and act for itself? How is that possible?" asked a stunned Thomas."A series of accidents I think," Elizabeth replied. "I had the idea of using some stem cells to help with the higher order functions of the AI. I. "Right slave. I need to be nice and clean for tomorrow. Here is your first task, I'll do the top half, whilst you make sure my bottom half is nice and clean." He said holding out the shower gel and squeezing some into her cupped hands. "Come on! What are you waiting for?" He said as he soaped up his hands and rubbing soap all over his chest. Rachel felt disgusted as she lathered up the shower gel in her hands and started rubbing her hands up his hairy legs. She wanted to be sick. "Ooh I like. Well after a bit of discussion she produced a picture and e-mail, it was this very busty woman that appeared to be about our age and the e-mail was very explicit. My wife had been very open with her desire to have a woman in bed with us and the busty woman was very explicit that she liked the idea of, “a cock in her pussy and a pussy on my face!”My cock stirred at the thought, and relieved that it wasn’t another man with some agenda to replace me or out do me. Yes my ego was very threatened.