But many others weren't. Though it was much mental work for her, such efforts only made her stronger.Then one day in walked a man and a fembot.The man...was young and good-looking. The fembot, tall and beautiful, with curly brunette hair, striking green eyes, and fine facial features. She also had a nice slim figure that bespoke good engineering to fit everything inside it, and long legs ending in well-manicured feet wearing fashionable, open-toed stiletto heels. Her best features however, after. ”I agreed. I stood up. She grabbed the bottle of shampoo. She worked up a lather and gently washed my hair. I rinsed the shampoo out. We switched positions. She wet her hair, then turned her back to me. I shampooed her hair enjoying the sight and feel of her lovely red locks. My hands made their way from her head down to her lower back. I couldn’t help myself. My hands continued down to her ass cheeks. I kneaded them. She pushed her rear end back into me. She rinsed her hair while her head was. ’ ‘How does a meeting with a well-to-do Mexican immigrant in a western agricultural center lead you to the Biggest Little City in the World?’ Sophia was genuinely puzzled. ‘Once upon a time…’ I began in a sing-song voice. Sophia leaned back and laughed heartily with me, the motion highlighted the curves of her generous breasts, distracting me for a moment, and when you hear this story, you’ll understand why I did not expect us to stay long in the fish place, attractive though it may be.. As the bike stopped, he motioned with a flick of his hand for her to dismount, she did as he instructed. He dismounted as well and turning her by the shoulder toward the house, he followed her to the front door. "My name is Lynn," she said. She looked at him and smiled. Not responding to her veiled inquiry about his name, he replied, "Tell me about you, Lynn."She replied with a five minute diatribe about her life so far . . . Then she told him about why she was there with him, and how Master.