I take pride in this accomplishment, and using it properly - as I'm intended to - gives me great enjoyment to this day.The second area where I'm unusu...l, if not unique, is a bit more esoteric.Robots are not creative. That is one of the two C's where human women retain an immense advantage. The second C is - obviously - childbearing. Your fembot lover will not be the one to bear your children.Creativity is nearly impossible to understand. Humans have it in varying degrees, and robots simply. ” she grinned and went back to shovelling. She must have been hot as she had her shirt undone and thee could see her whatsits swinging as she shovelled.I got home after dark. Table was set. Tea was cold as always. Elsie was bloody miserable as always.“For half a bloody crown I’d send the lot of thee to workhouse,” I joked to lighten mood.“For half a crown I’d bloody go,” Elsie said moodily.“Mam our Dad offered five bob for me honour,” Lucy blurted out as she washed the coal dust off her while. “It woke me up. How did you sleep?”Rory opens her mouth, then closes it. She opens it again and says, “Not too bad.”“Cool,” Chance says. “Want to play a game tonight, after dinner?”Rory frowns, thinking about the last game they played. “Sure, as long as it isn’t a long one. I do have work tomorrow.”“We’ll play Yahtzee or something,” he says. “I can’t believe you still got all the games we played as kids.”“Kids?” Rory asks, feeling grateful for the light conversation and lack of any mention. "I wish you wouldn't have done that, sissyskank," he heard Mistress Red whisper. "Then I could have had some fun with you." He heard her click away."Good," Ms Orange said, as if nothing had happened or as if this happened everyday. "Now, exchange plugs, clean them and then clean each other, of all those nasty come drop stains."Before he could move, the Eurasian snatched his plug, licked it clean and was using his tongue to clean John Phillips body. It felt good, and this was scary. He was just.