My name's not Stacy, and I'm not a LITTLE baby!" Oh," the robot spoke, while holding onto Mark with almost no effort on its part. "In that case, I'd b...tter introduce myself. My name is Janet, your personal nanny. I'm here to take good care of you. And what would your name be, my young child?" You stupid machine, I'm not A CHILD! My name is Mark, and I'm a full grown man!"The robot thought about his statement for a full seven seconds - a lifetime in computer terms. It analyzed over 1.5 million. “That we will,” a grim-faced Arch replied.“Let’s go, Talshish. Your people’s turn,” Morgana ordered.“Yes, Mage Morgana,” Talshish responded, moving with the Fae to lead the way downwards.We entered what had to be a communal dining hall with pretty much the same ugly mind-disturbing décor.“Surprised they could eat,” I said with a shudder.“They do seem to have twisted the Fae concepts of beauty into the grotesque,” Talshish agreed. “In the past it was only our hearts and deeds that were ugly, not. "How is that?" "That feels so good. Can you do it with both legs at the same time?" He got back on his knees and started to lift both my legs. I was so glad to see him glance at my crotch again. With both legs up, it would be obvious it was a thong. I was also hoping he could see a dark spot where my wetness had touched my panties. He leaned into me with my legs on his shoulders, his head in between. I let out a moan and closed my eyes as I put my hands on his shoulders. He pushed his hips down. Leslie and Marcy discussed the situation and Leslie suggested maybemore time with Chrissie would help. After all Chrissie enjoyed havingPansy visit, her birthday ws this weekend and maybe the two littlegirls could become lesbian lovers. Marcy liked the idea and said shewould call Chrissies Mom, Ms. Wilson and see what could be arranged.Leslie said Ms. Wilson was thinking of advancing Chrissie's age becausethe hormones she had been giving her were causing her breasts toblossom, she would now.