I sat just above the high tide line wrapped in the blanket. I shifted my thinking to Abby – beautiful, smart, eager, ambitious, loving, loveable Abb.... I shook my head. I had done her such a disservice the past couple of years. Tears of regret formed in my eyes.She'd loved me since she was at least twelve – maybe even before then. Today had been monumental. The old image I had of the 'kid next door' coming over to 'play' with an 'adult' got blown away. She wasn't playing. She'd been in love with. "Well, because I'll finally get to know what men do and don't do," Ibegan, "You see, before we were married, and before you lost your job, Ihad a really distorted view on what men do. To think that I believed thatmen could help around the house!"I laughed - earnestly - though not at my folly. Jack, for some reason,couldn't see the humor in that."But you've explained to me quite clearly that men don't do that.Especially when they're unemployed, men mostly lie around the house, watchTV and play. Bliss.The time flew by and all too soon I had to change back into lookinglike a boy. I hated taking off the dress, but I had to otherwise Iwould have been caught out and be in trouble. I knew that my mummywould not like my being dressed as a girl and Sarah would have beentold off too.So it was that I was back home and in my room, feeling all the worsefor not being able to look and feel like a girl for longer than anhour. I should have been pleased at having the opportunity of feelingand looking. I should explain that once the highest court in the UN ruled in 2018 that the Age of Consent only applies to Humans and not to humanoid robots, no matter how realistic, that younger and younger Synths became the norm. First Teen-Synths, with an apparent age of just post-puberty outsold their adult counterparts 2:1, and then pre-pubescent K1ddie-Synths were developed as pure sex-toys with a higher level of naivety and fierce desire to learn. “Daddy” murmured Angie, pressing her hot little.