The waves quietly lapped near my feet, and I felt the peacefulness of an early Saturday morning. Very few cars and trucks were rushing along the highw...y. As I walked, it gave me time to think. Think about last night. Think about Natasha. Think about tomorrow, when we would be back in Canada. I couldn’t presume to stay with her. Not yet. She was getting to me, I knew. I’d only had this happen to me once before, and that turned out to be a mistake. Was this a mistake waiting to happen? Too soon. .. ?”The little blonde takes a breath and answers in a clear, fairly high pitched and slightly Eastern European accented voice. “Yes ... I’m Petra Johnson. I’m 34. And ... I love animals!” She briefly slips from smiling pleasantly to a full-on grin, then drops her head forward, hiding her face whilst she composes herself.Charley pushes on, “How long have you been thinking about ‘loving’ animals?”“Ahhh, I’d say, since I was about 14 or 15...” She says, thinking back. “I would watch the animal. "Oh, Doctor! Sorry about that!" Rinrin breathed out. "Heather was monitoring my breathing when she started to get pretty passionate with me. I shut her down to check her out; I think she's got some sexdoll programming in her; probably put in when she was built!"Patricia blinked as she took that in, and then she nodded. "She just arrived with the others from the factory a week ago," she said as she moved to place her own laptop and her patient folder on the desk before gazing at the unmoving. There was a serene intimacy born from waking with her naked body at my side. ‘I have love for you,’ I said. Mylle smiled and kissed me. She followed with an embrace that I found most pleasant. Alia chose that moment to enter my room. ‘What is this?’ Alia demanded, hands on hips. My heart sank. I was confused when Mylle giggled. ‘I felt his heart jump,’ Mylle said, ‘you have scared him.’ She made no move to disengage from me. Alia dropped her hands and laughed. I smiled half-heartedly, trying to.