“Do you know why I called you in Anne?”“No Jessica?”“It’s the typing again, you keep making so many mistakes,”“I’m sorry,”“Anne,...I can’t put up with it any longer, you are costing me money,”“Please, I need this job!”Anne started to cry and something inside me flipped. I disliked this pathetic behaviour.“Sorry Anne it is not going to work, you have to go.”Anne collapsed to her knees and sobbed into her hands.“Jessica, I will do anything to keep this job, I love it here.”Seeing Anne on her knees. It was about a meter tall, and had the nice color of a half- baked toast, soaked with butter. Its eyes were blue, wide-set, and slightly bulged. Red light was flickering restlessly on its head."Hi, I am Arthur. I am a domestic helper," it said, turning to us.The robots are not supposed to accost strangers so we were fairly surprised. Nicole stopped and giggled childishly, then introduced herself."You gait is unbalanced. There must be some problem," the tin wise ass said."Where is your master?". He opened the gas can and it was over half full. He was satisfied it was ok and finished scraping off the snow from his truck. He had his mother in his mind as he drove to see her. He thought he would make it in about two days when his sister said she had talked a turn for the worse. His father died a few years back and his mother was all he had besides his sister. They never got along. He drove as fast as he could in the snow and did not stop till he got to see her. It was Christmas Eve when. ’ Ada was perhaps a little innocent, but she was no dummy. The chills from Charles’s stroking hand were augmented by chills from the stroking of his tongue. ‘You mean you want me to be nice to these men, Charles. Especially nice.’ ‘Yes, I do mean something of that sort, Darling. I mean if they are taken with you—and I can’t imagine they wouldn’t be taken with you. Anyone would be taken with you. I mean it’s something you might enjoy as well.’ And it had better be something I would enjoy, Ada.