“Go on!” she laughed.“Well, you have lovely brown hair, and a very pretty face.”“Thank you, but I meant about the dinner party.”“Oh, yes... I’d be honoured if you would to go with me?”“I thought you would never ask. Yes, please. I would love to go with you.”She gave another delicious smile. She was getting more assertive, less humble and submissive.She said she was sweaty after all that shopping and went for a shower. I heard the shower running and eventually shut off. A pause. Then there was a. Well, YOU guys, at the time. Now I’ve got Terri and Tina and Kathy, but at the time, it was to take care of my immediate family, which includes you and Elise and the girls.”“Well, it’s kinda nuts...”“Look, when the divorce was final, all I had to do was make sure Terri had everything she needed, and I fixed this place up in between projects. This is the result.” I looked at Tina. “What was I supposed to do? Chase women? Look what I caught without trying.”She popped me on the arm.“Indeed.”“I. " he said trying to sound jaded."Come on don't tell me you're not doing her!" I laughed."Dude! She's only eight! Maybe when she grows some tits..." he laughed, eyeing Andrea's mounds."If its tits you're after, I'll trade you some grade A tits for some of that young pussy," I joked, dropping my voice. I could see the poor guy was trying to figure it all out in his head. Was I serious?"I'm thirsty! Want to come by our place for some beer?" Andrea asked getting up. I knew just what kind of drink. He responded immediately to the respect offered, calming down a great deal, although certainly not completely. But now Madam had his full attention."And who are you?" he demanded in a tone that still brooked no argument."I am a Class 9000 Personal Pleasure Doll," Madam responded calmly. "My actual model designation is twenty-two alphanumeric characters long, and probably of no actual interest to you. I have a title, rather than a name, assigned to me at the moment," she added. "However, you may.