–o0o– She finished dusting the sitting room and had cleaned the windows and now she needed to tidy away the study. She wandered into the room and ...ound mistress sitting in the armchair staring out the window. She seemed to be miles away. Ellie stared at her slumped in the armchair. She knew the robot had to have some downtime in order to recharge, but she didn’t know when. It must be when she was switched off she thought. She stepped gingerly into the room. She wanted to see if the robot was. It was autumn now and it seemed all the leaves in the neighborhood had blown into MY yard. I had been raking and bagging leaves for few hours. I was pretty tired. Laying there on the couch, I cracked open my beer and took a huge swig. As I was lowering the can from my lips, Cassady came running into the room crying. DADDY! she said crying, throwing her body on me, hugging me. What baby? What? I asked, getting quite concerned. She continued crying. Come on Cass… I cant help you if you dont tell. Perhaps his memory of that first time was more like combat fatigue. But then they've decided that combat fatigue was PTSD before anybody knew it was PTSD.In any case, Bob didn't remember much clearly when it was "over."He did remember staring at those forest green nipples, perched on breasts that looked entirely too large to be on an elf. He remembered the smile on her face, and her laughter as she saw his reaction to her partial nudity. He remembered wondering where that gruff, demanding elf. "What the hell can I do about it?" I replied."Jim if she's prevaricating, then you know why she is more than anyone else; or at least you should do!" Bleeding hell Liz, what more can I do?" I don't know; you're the one with all the ideas around here. But I think you'd better come up with something pretty sharp-ish." Liz insisted."The wedding's in a couple of weeks, we'll see what happens after that. It could be Vivian is too wrapped up in that that to think about anything else at the moment." I.