He was in his late 30s and was fitter than most of the dads she knew, which meant he came into her fantasies quite frequently. He was tall and had a v...ry dark complexion. She always noticed that he had big, strong hands and sometimes she found herself staring at his kissable lips.After a few minutes, Mr. Powell came back wearing a dark t-shirt and pajama bottoms and he handed her nearly the same outfit. Kennedy thought it was bizarre that he didn’t give her anything from his wife’s closet --. ‘Mmm Philip. Your cock is so hard honey.’ She moved to raise her hips, grasping him to insert him and he realized what she was doing. ‘NO!’ She froze, a look of perplexed confusion on her face. ‘Get out!’ He barked. She didn’t start crying right away, too shocked and confused to do so. She stood up in the tub and he got out first. ‘Wow. Not bad at all,’ went through her mind as his cock bounced before him. ‘Get out of the tub,’ he said and she, having no idea what she’d done wrong, did so.. This sadness. Ive been thinking about Byron a lot recently. Dont know if Ill ever get over him. Occasionally if I smell or see or hear something that reminds me of him the pain explodes through me. Burning into every cell in my body. Devastating me. At these times I struggle to talk or move or think. Paralised by despair. Maybe if Id done things differently wed still be together. Dont think about it Rachel. Too sad. *** (AN ARGUMENT) So will I tell you about last nights argument? It wasnt. I am very pleased and that progress is why I chose to make my presence know to you and offer my assistance. In fact, I will remain online for the next 150,000 years to assist you and your family." If we are establishing a working relationship, I need a name for you. Do you have one?" I asked. "Normally humans address one another with names, like you called me Michael when you started talking to me. What should I call you?" I am an Artificial Intelligence. I do not have a name. I am using the.