* * *In bed Willow awoke with a start, as she noticed the smell of sex all about her. She must have had a sexy dream she thought to herself as she lay...there. Then she noticed she slight tremble next to her and saw Kennedy. It looked like she was having some sort of seizure. When Willow looked closer she noticed the half-smile on Kennedy’s face. Kennedy was having an orgasm! Not one, hundreds of tiny orgasms, over and over, never ending!“Oh damn, my dream must have leaked out into the real world. These were memories and abilities that I'd gained above and beyond my original programming. These, I felt, should be preserved if possible.I'm not the only robot to feel this way, although my urge in this regard might be stronger than others. A couple years ago Anna had required replacement of her power cell. At that time I still had the memory space available to keep her important memories along with my own as she shared them with me.Although I did not understand the reasons behind it, when. " You're not getting my point. I'm sure you'll look pretty, but if you want him to reconsider, you have to look sexy." Sexy? You mean slutty, don't you?" Hey, he didn't cheat on me."Sarah took the hint. She picked up a nice top of some sort (I have really no idea about what kind of top is what) and it showed a slight bit of cleavage, along with a nice skirt."Looks good?" she asked."This is more like it. Total hard on material." How do you know it will turn him on?" Hey, I don't care. It's. Entweder beschimpft sie mich, macht mich in der Schule lächerlich oder spielt mir irgendwelche Streiche. Meist zielt sie darauf ab das ich, wie schon gesagt, mit meinen achtzehn Jahren noch nicht einmal eine Freundin und schon gar keine sexuelle Erfahrung hatte. "Schlappschwanz" oder "ewige Jungfrau" sind da eher harmlos. Einmal hat sie in der Schule eine Sammelbüchse aufgestellt. Darunter hing ein Zettel auf dem stand "Eine Spende für Chris. Damit er sich zumindest eine Gummipuppe leisten.