I take my foot off the desk and go down on my knees in front of him. “Oh, God, Lanie…” he groans before I’ve even done anything. I pull his bo...ers down and take his massive cock in both hands. Looking into his eyes, I flick the tip with my tongue, then run my tongue just under the rim, all around it. I move my tongue up and down his shaft, tracing the vein that runs down the side while fingering his balls with one hand and pumping the bottom of his shaft with the other. I move my mouth back up. Wilson, that will be regrettable. I sincerely hope it’s not necessary for things to go that way. And you can prevent it! Tell me how you control him.Clarke: He likes me.Agent [redacted]: He likes you.Clarke: I know it’s too simple for fuckwads like you to understand, but yes, he likes me. He wants me to be happy, so he does whatever makes me happy. I feel the same way about him. We like each other. We’re pals, buddies, friends... Agent [redacted]: And?Clarke: That’s it.Agent [redacted]: Were. I think I will delay this slightly to give Kim the time she needs to take her bows. Hopefully, the TV broadcast will go out nationwide. I will have to watch my language, but hopefully these reporters and the reporters elsewhere will get the message.”Two minutes after the time the press conference was scheduled to begin, I walked into the Banquet Room and headed for the podium. As I made my way to the podium, the TV cameras tracked my progress. Amid a number of rude remarks, I heard a number of. It was almost fifteen years ago when I was just ten when I inherited my Patti. Not that I really inherited my Patti, but more that it belonged to my dad. My dad, however, was not exactly dying either, but going into self-imposed exile, not that anyone could really go into exile anymore either. Dad just wanted to disappear for a while. He needed to as he was about to cause global chaos.That year was 2277.Service robots had been around for well over a hundred years, pleasure robots about the same.