“Are you a robot?”“I am a generation 2 synthetic being, created, assembled, and programmed here at CIT. I am capable of minor independent action..., but typically only perform the tasks assigned to me.”She shook her head. “Damn, Tina. This is ... wild.” She saw I was waiting on her. “Sorry, this is all almost overwhelming.”I got Sandra and Amanda into one of the other rooms. There was a table, a shower stall, a toilet, and a cabinet along one wall. “Sandra, this is clinical. Strip down. You can. We both started feeling a bit dizzy and started touching each other a bit while talking. For the first time I felt we were on auto pilot mode – things were just happening without any efforts from our side – talking, laughing, touching each other here and there.And again, another abrupt silence before another eruption. We stopped talking for half a minute, before she grabbed me at my neck, pulled me and planted her lips on mine. What the heck, I said to my self and she started pushing her tongue. Emmett walked over to the apparatus in the corner.“Yes, this is it. The Time Machine…” he said proudly.“So—are you going to explain how it works?” asked Gina.“Ah. Yes, of course.”He indicated the array of complicated controls and levers. It looked like something out of a 1960’s sci-fi show.“As you know, I’ve based it on the principle of time and relative dimensions in space. This is the actual device, and it remains here, in our present. When we travel, we stand on that platform over there—the. Soon a 50ish Hispanic entered and began stroking my meat. Not meeting any resistance he open the front of his own shorts, but I was way ahead of him. I whipped off my shirt and stepped out of my shorts to offer him my fully naked body.We made out and rubbed our bodies together as we were both naked by now. Our tongues chased each other in and out of our mouths and our hands rubbed each other’s smooth soft bodies. Taking turns, we bent over to suck each other His cock was a stiff six inches with.