”“So, how...” she began, but shook her head and went on into the bathroom. An AI that programs itself. I have been intrigued with the AI ever si...ce the first morning it awakened me months ago, but its capabilities seem to have increased significantly since then. There is something happening here almost all the time, but averting its eyes as I stretch... After relieving herself, she dropped the negligée and stepped into the shower, the water almost instantly at the perfect starting temperature. Rachel grabbed his hand and pulled him through the crowd making free use of her elbows. Even in the foyer conversation was difficult because of the thumping bass emanating from the disco. ‘We are going?’ enquired Bernardo, as Rachel made her way out to the street. ‘I can’t stand it any longer. Anyway, someone was pawing me.’ Bernardo looked puzzled. ‘Pawing?’ ‘Touching me up. You know….’ Bernardo shook his head. ‘Feeling my bottom,’ Rachel explained. ‘Ah. And that is not right.’ ‘Not some. “well thats nice Ron but I think you are expecting someone else I think” she winked at me checking me out as she sipped her coffee. Liz may be in her fifties but she looks in her thirties. She and Tasha are often seen as sisters rather than Mother and Daughter. Liz is the same five, five height as Tash but she has shoulder length multi toned silver hair that is straight and very distinguished looking. The hair sets off her dark brown eyes always surrounded by a pair narrow Burgundy marbled,. Lifting them several times in comparison. She was like a child, fearful and laughing from the acceleration and braking as Susan drove into town. Drawing courage from Susan's confident and efficient control of the vehicle.In the stores the sales girls were flabbergasted over the concept of someone not knowing their sizes. Susan explained her amnesia and the sales people became friendly and helpful in their compassion as they measured her. Susan purchased her an entire wardrobe. Down to sexy.