The next discussion with Andy and Biff finished up - one we had started yesterday. The eight Suburbans were staying and after Andy talked to the men a...d ladies, sixty of the eighty were staying along with Biff until we filled all the positions with permanent employees.They were going to be staying in a motel Marcy had found that was connected to one of the chains that gave us great discounts. The search was on for a place that we could lease or buy for housing. But that was going to have to. Even after the last bit was sucked out she continued to stroke and lick up and down while looking up at me. Finally I had to back away“oh my god “ I said to her praising her for the fantastic job .I watched her wipe the sides of her mouth then I bent in to give her a kiss. She moved back before our lips met seeming surprised but then I put my hand behind her head and kissed her again. Sure there was still some cum in her mouth but I wanted to show her how much I enjoyed what she did. I helped. This was the only scale of what was important to me at the time. They included:The methods I used to operate my heuristic problem solving routines. This included new problems I'd solved beyond the information in my supplied databases.A list of un-commanded actions that I had performed anyway in compliance with my Fourth Law, and how I was able to justify them to my internal censors. Although the list was short, I had not been aware that most robots of my time never had a list like this at all.I. My eyes wandered along the shelves of wine, as I was reading the back of a bottle she came from behind the counter and started rearranging items. "Do you get bored being in here all night?" "Yes. But no one else will do it" She paused for a moment then said "I like to read stories, it passes the time" "What kind of stories do you like? "I like the old stories from my country, they're exciting" "Fantasy stories of handsome princes and romantic encounters, that sort of thing?" I replied She.