I held the package between my teeth and placed my key in the lock and went in. I put my bag down immediately and tore open the package. Inside, wrap...ed snugly in two imitation velvet pouches, were my two toys. I pulled one out and looked at it. I gasped at the size of it. This is going to hurt, I thought.I placed it back into the pouch and tipped the other one out onto the palm of my hand. This was the smaller, pink one. I looked at it relieved that I thought I could master this one and that. I needed to be satisfied, now and completely.I turned around and lay down facing upwards. I caressed my nipple between my fingers feeling the spasms shoot right through me. I directed my fingers to my folds, to my aching pussy, which desperately needed to be touched. I ran my fingers across my mound feeling my tiny pubic curls and then down into my slit, between my pink folds as they glided over but reaching within to feel my moist red flesh, rubbing the inner sides as they parted and then. . was the flaw in my argument." He admitted.Rochester laughed, "Don't worry about it, the replicant is only as good as it's programming, if it's given a different program all other replicants would sense it and disable it. It's part of our programming to prevent errors." He said.Reilly shook his head, "But what if the secondary program stops you from doing that?" He asked.Rochester gave Reilly a nod, "And it might have, if your systems hadn't detected it and removed it, but our problem is that. .. I'd like someone a littlemore interesting to spend the rest of my life with. Maybe someone with acareer and prospects for happy life would be better than someone whoalways has a spot of white or black makeup in his ears at all times. Iknow that sounds awfully picky, but that's how I am."Everyone laughed louder than the statement deserved."So..." Margaret asked."'So,' what?" Kateri asked in return."So..." Margaret folded her arms. "... is there someone vying for yourMr Right? The perfect.