Then I handed them to the barmaid and explained that they were in fact for the two girls on the other side of the bar before handing them back to the ...armaid. That way I could get my message to Clara without Susie knowing.I then got down to serious flirting with Susie and was surprised at just how easy it seemed. When we got down to me asking her about which condo number she was in she replied in a louder than usual voice that it didn’t really matter as she intended to accompany me to mine when. Have fun.)&hellip,. &hellip,Then they all left. As soon as the door closed, Rena, I had named her, stood up and came and sat by me. She held my arm and leaned her head against my shoulder. She was warm and spoke quietly&hellip,Finally&hellip,theyre all gone, Ron. &hellip,It was kind of spooky as she was so real and she was kind of like my new girlfriend. I found out they had scanned a real human girls brain as a base for her. We started talking just like I would to a girl her age. I kept. I started kissing her neck and she was moaning in pleasure, I gave her love bites and she loved it. Slowly and steadily I went down and started kissing her valley, she started breathing heavily and pushed my head deeper.I picked her up and removed her bra and there I was with the most beautiful sight I have had in recent time, her boobs were white with small pink nipples (yes guys, just like you get to see in porn) I was going mad at the moment and quickly took as much of her boobs in my mouth. This country is a breeding ground for them. But that’s a story for another time. I can’t get into it right now. For some reason, my father and sister are sociopaths but I’m not one of them. Oh, I’m not a saint. I’ve done some terrible things. Especially when I was younger. But I can actually feel remorse. Not as much of it as the ordinary human being feels, but I do feel some of it. For some reason, I’ve got a talent for spotting sociopaths. My father and sister aren’t the only sociopaths in.