And I'm going to have Misty's hips, legs, and feet. She's as well formed as any female I've yet seen, and I'm not the only fembot who feels that way.W...en I'm done the only functional remaining part of the first Darlene will be my remote. That will always be my link to my original self.I thought seriously about adding some touch points for additional control like Synthia and Cherie have. Even CiCi's penis is never fully under her control, responding to another touch either directly on it, or on. I would have thought that she had somehow forgotten my birthday altogether, but when I went to hang up, the last thing she whispered to me was, "Happy Birthday."I continued working, but really couldn't concentrate on much, wondering what was going on. Perhaps she had some surprise party planned, but I really found that hard to believe, neither of us was much for parties, we preferred more quiet activities with less people. We'd have a few friends for dinner, but nothing more.Things went. At last it was over, and all went home in library silence. Alfred snuck out without speaking to Sir Charles, which I explained was due to a wedding of another Society donor he had to attend. We stopped for a meal at an impressive restaurant that utter failed to live up to its reputation, and the ride back to Olympia was uncharacteristic silence. When we returned, Sir Charles took me by the arm to his study. ‘Mr. MacLeod, I have no patience for what happened today. This is more than I can. He stepped aside losing view of her for a moment, absently set down the box of junk he had been carrying to unpack, and peeked around the frame of the window to see if she was still there. She sure was still there and he resumed gawking at her. She looked to be pretty tall, she took up most of the chaise. Maybe around 5’10” or so. And she was definitely curvy but not obese. Her tan was absolutely all over, no lines, and she appeared to be oblivious to Jake as he stared down from his room.