As theview shifts, mostly green, yellow, pink, and lavender squares (monitors),a monitor in which spiraling circles spin, and the exhaust fan are show....During sex, shadows of the robot and unidentified overhead objectsresembling pipes fall upon the princess.The robot is huge, dwarfing the princess. His head, torso, and tricepsare round--literally ball joints--and his arms are hydraulic, ending inmetallic claws. The claws are large enough and strong enough to claspthe princess' wrists or. As we did what we were told, the older deputy told the other one “look at old momma’s hairy pussy Billy, it looks like a jungle down there, don’t it” and they both laughed. The younger one said “well John, her daughters is hairy too, but with all that water on it, it looks more like a “beaver”, and again they just laughed.When we had it all cleaned up, they told us to put our hands on the table. When we did, they pretended to search us, rubbing between our legs, feeling our tits, they even. ” I nodded. “Goodnight Stanley.” I left bewildered.On Saturday we didn’t need to buy any plants, and our interaction was brief. I was however astonished to find the regular Antonio in the garden, and our interaction was as it had always been. I was even referred to as Mr. Stanley.That afternoon I went to the mall in somewhat of a daze. In a large and well-known department store, I encountered a very effeminate young male sales assistant. Playing open cards, he took me under his wing. An hour. “Yeah. Semptember nineteenth. I didn’t buy you anything, so I’m sorry about that.” “I’m so sorry… I didn’t realize it was today.” “Well, there’s one way you can make it up to me.” I reached in and touched my glossed lips to hers. She kissed me back gently, wrapped her arms around me and rubbing my back gently. We’d never gone farther than a small kiss on the lips, and that was enough to nearly drive me insane. I could feel myself getting wet, and I carefully picked her up. Not breaking our.