She'd been manufactured to replicate a human woman in her midtwenties. Manufacturing pleasure-bots that resembled immature girls orboys was illegal, ...lthough there were rumours that anything was possiblefor the right price.Nathan's eyes followed the curve of her slim waist to her bountiful hipsand then his smile transformed into a grimace and then a look of genuineconcern."Jesus Brent! You're right! This is one monumental fuck up! Let's gether down to Level Seven and have her registered for. ”Next, Melissa had to sign papers stating that she accepted the public punishment on her own free will, and that she would show up every Sunday, until her sentence had been carried out. Then they cuffed her again and lead her back to her jail cell. There she cried, but knew the worst of it would be over sometime tomorrow, and then she could get back to her schooling.Melissa had a hard time sleeping on Saturday night, her imagination going wild with what might happen to her. But with all she. Seeing me she smiles, and says, “We all feel we should start while you’re still feeling in agreement to being helped.”“OK, where do we go to get started?”“Not many choices here. Let’s get in the spa so you can relax, and Lia will see we’re left alone.” In a few minutes we’re both sitting in the hot spa, me in swim trunks while she’s in a one piece suit. Special approval ordered by Lia for the treatment sessions. Two hours later we emerge for a delivered dinner with everyone else as a prelude to. "She was sharp. That didn't help. I started to grab for her but she pulled away just out of reach. She wiggled her finger in my face. "Uh-uh-uh, no touching." She was teasing me and it was working. I wanted to touch her and with the playful smile, the eager glint, and mouthwatering display of cleavage, I had more than one reason to hold her. I was feeling the same pangs of lust as she was. Maybe Vikkor had modified her as she had Mandy. Then a different thought drifted to the front of my mind,.