Your gender is determined by what is in your heart and yourspirit. Your gender is what you feel and what you -declare- to the worldthat you are! Loo... at that girl! That girl is you!"Another tremor and my breath came in shallow gasps as the penis rammedinto me faster and faster. Sarah was moving quickly around and aroundme, touching me, kissing my cheeks, running her hands up the backs of mylegs."You've lived by hiding her, denying her...hiding YOU and denying YOU! Nomore."The penis rammed. It would be a better place and a lot more fun! After a few minutes we told Paul that we looked forward to listening to his band and maybe we would see him again, and then we headed to our room. As we were going to our room I asked Steph if she had noticed the effect she had on Paul. She tried to act innocent, a hard act for Steph, and then she said, "Maybe." "Maybe!" I said. "Could you see the erection he was having after staring at you as you showed him your breasts and very hard nipples?". "I am programmed to be your robot servant. My primary directive is to bring you pleasure. If that means cooking a good meal or going dancing with you, that will satisfy my directives." 'Satisfy my directives'?," Holland's eyebrow shot up."It's what passes for 'happy' in robot-speak," Marianne giggled. She kissed his collarbone, just as Miriam used to do. "Your pleasure is my pleasure. If all you wish to do with me is use me as your private fuck-toy, then that is what I will do. But I also know. I told him no and I kinda laughed it off but he took my hand and guided it toward his cock head. I touched it and felt the slippery wet cream between my fingers and then the warmness of it. I leaned toward him a little and he gently pushed my face in so close that my lips were just an inch from his cock. I was still worried about how it would taste but I parted my lips and lowered my mouth over him. The feeling of his cock in my mouth is something I will never forget! It was strange and warm.