She can close or open doors, turn lights on and off, make coffee, you name it. She is very versatile." Artificial intelligence?" I asked. "For real?" ...lmost for real. This is not an artificial being though," She cautioned, suddenly. "The programming is very advanced, and the computing power is so great that human responses and even emotions can be simulated. Ava's actually limited in those areas by design. She can be pleasant and cheerful or concerned and insistent, even alarmed if there is. The couple had to hush themselves — the feelings of pleasure intensifying with no other way to release them.Hearing a thrilled scream from up ahead they knew they were nearing the exit.The husband shortened his strokes and began to thrust even faster, feeling her open up for him, her velvet pussy becoming somehow even softer around his throbbing cock.As the exit swung into view, framing the sunsetting sky, the husband reached out to grip the riverbank to slow them, needing a few moments longer. It cut off and if it hit where they say, where I thought, it was almost directly on her office. My parents were with her. I saw it. I was only about six blocks away." Carl, stay here. We have orders to sortie but we can get the ship out without you."Carl looked at his Captain and muttered, "Aye, Aye Sir," then collapsed onto his bunk. He sat leaning with his elbows on his knees. He never even heard the speakers as they gave orders for getting underway. He never even heard his friends come into. The first few days passed uneventfully. I learned my duties from Jenkins and did my utmost to fulfill them. I was somewhat surprised by the number of ladies who occupied rooms throughout the upper storeys of the house and the number of ladies who visited Mistress Pickles. I made no enquiry and kept myself to myself. On the Friday evening I was instructed to retire early to my room and not leave it unless instructed. This was a pattern that was maintained over the ensuing years, for I served her.