Tim pointed into the direction of the alcoves and the androids within."Half of the androids in there are for business. Optimized for such. Theyare the...Ken and Barbie of the business world. Not anatomically correctand always prim and proper. But now and then those upstairs need to letgo of stress. There comes the other half into play." Bunch o' perverts," Allan threw in.Tim gave an enthusiastic nod. "Pleasure models. And we are talking bodsdesigned by rich people. Not only have they that porn. Which, of course, he did as soon as he felt her flesh clench on his as she cried out, causing him to yell and freeze, buried, deeply until the throbbing of her flesh had him pumping a massive load of his seed inside her. He hadn’t had an orgasm in over a month… since the night before Thanksgiving when he and Megan had last stroked each other off. And this orgasm was nothing like he’d ever experienced with her before… it was so explosive both physically and emotionally that he couldn’t do. After she got comfortable I asked if she wanted me to clean her pussy. She said no that she had washed her self in the restroom. Sometime during the night I got up to piss and noticed she wasn't in the bed any longer. I tip toed to the den to see if they where in there. They apparently had gone in the spare bedroom and the door was closed. I very carefully tried the knob, it was locked. I went back toy bed where I lay untill the sun came up. I was in the kitchen making breakfast when my wife. When I first delivered the paper, her daughter was age four or five, and somehow—each time I would collect—and Cindy was home, I would ask, "Cindy, what is the capital of Iowa, West Virginia, etc, etc?". Cindy always knew the answer! One time, I asked her the capital of South Dakota, and she answered, "Pierre". She was correct, but she did not pronounce it "Pear". I said she was wrong, and she told me she wasn't—"It is P-I-E-R-R-E!"Her mother, returning to the front door with coins to pay my.