“Your cunt is wet again I see. Are you excited to see me today, slut?”All I could do was moan; it was impossible to refute the obvious. She was ab...olutely right; I was wet just in anticipation of this and my head was spinning as I tried to figure out what to say next. The reality was I felt completely and utterly powerless against this woman and unable to say no to her.“You wish to become submissive to your husband?” Mistress asked as she slid a finger inside my fevered cunt.“Please, Mistress…”. "Good evening, I'm HE27747. Do you approve?"I was speechless, my mouth opening and closing but no sound escaping. Finally I gathered my senses. "W-w-who, who are you," I asked shakily. "I'm your perfect woman," she replied. "B-but you're nothing like what I created," I stuttered. "The programme over-rode your input. It didn't seem to compute, so it came up with a creation of it's own. I hope you like the results." I looked at her again, more carefully this time. She was, like me, in her mid. The Creative Spirits site said there were 150 still spoken, but only 13 that weren’t “endangered.”Back in 2010, when he was Minister for Aboriginal Affairs, Paul Lynch had set up some grants to “revitalise” NSW aboriginal languages. Did they still exist? Did the Education ministry ever talk to Aboriginal Affairs? And why was Early Childhood Education separate from Education?Koori, Goorie, Koorie, Coorie, Murri were the NSW language groups. Were some of those just alternate spellings? Patrick. Humne lunch kia woh boli hum jaldi hi niklenge maine haa kaha woh puri bheegi thi usne sath mein spare saree layee thi woh change ki ab hum nikalne lage barish jor se thi woh boli ab bhigke jaana padega hum nikal gayeRaste mein uska hat mere lund ke pass tha aage jake ek hotel ke samne usne muje rukne ko kaha normally woh raat 9 baje laut ati thi aaj hum 6 baje hi pahuch jate per usne hotel mein rukenge aisa kaha me chay pi raha thi mean time usne ek kamra book kia woh mere pass ayi aur boli.