"Because not everyone is accepting of the arrangement the four of us have."Claire crossed her arms. "Being poly isn't a crime," she pouted."Sometimes ...t feels that way," Kyle voiced from the rear of the waterproof edifice."But today, everyone we know is at work, Claire." Gina wriggled in Scooter's lap. "We're the only people in town who would think of taking a few vacation days in the middle of the week." She shed her blue athletic top and matching knee socks.“And, I am getting a bit warm.”. And the more I learned about her story, the more amazed I've become.Lady Heather was constructed before the days of mass production that made robots like me affordable to all willing to expend the necessary effort to own them. Her owner was so rich that other quite wealthy men and women called him "The Rich One".In the days when robots were still being built one at a time by hand, no expense was spared in her construction. The smallest details were attended to with exquisite perfection. And not. Or, we can imprison you at Clanglang or some other site where you’ll never see the light of day again. Or we can exile you ... dump you on the street somewhere in the world with no money – with the assurance you’ll die if we ever see you again.“What’s your choice?”He waited for Dr. Lowenstein to say something, dreading her saying something, but she didn’t, and Jason was thankful.“Eziiile.”“Let’s make sure I understood you. Nod if you meant “exile”,” Donna said.Shelley nodded slowly.“Fair. A second after I hit send he messaged back and told me to take a pic of me fingering ,myself. I did as I was told. He messaged back and said "now go find another place to expose your tits and take my picture," I stood up, pulled my skirt down, and walked to the end of the car where a corner was semi private. The other passengers couldn't see unless they walked right by, but it was dark and I had to be completely inside the corner, kind of pushed up against a window. I turned on my flash, pulled.