She matched my every down stroke arching her back so that my finger tips would eventually slip in her pants from time to time. Then I got those trouse...s off her smooth legs. She helped me slide them off and unbuttoned my jeans. She had dark red laced panties. I could make out a moist patch in her crotch while freeing her legs off her pants. I wanted to touch her. I wanted to feel her. I wanted to be hers. I kissed her left thigh and stroked the other with my hand. I could feel her hands running. Michigan, you might say I have a lot going for me. I just finished what would turn to be one of the best novels anyone has ever written. The book would go on & sell by the millions. That’s what five years worth of college & two trades and what it will do to an ambitious, single guy like myself. Not to mention, working my ass off in between. Up until 1999, I really didn’t date a whole lot nor do a whole lot in much of leisure activities or vacation time. All in all, things were going. For instance, she had very few wrinkles, and she was wearing expensive-looking jewelry, though mass produced, to enhance the quality of the robot. A dark, copper necklace with a single gem was around her neck. Along with the fembot, in the box there were two suitcases, probably containing the 'accessories' Ted ordered. He didn't pick them by himself, he just relied on a company. After some ruffling in the protective foam, he finally found a user manual.It was held in a big brown envelope. I return the kiss without thinking, and realize Nikki was right and the alcohol really has affected me.Bill walks me back to the bar and orders me another drink. I'm thinking I don't know if I should be drinking any more though. Nikki gives me a sly smile and leans over and whispers to me."It ain't so bad once you get into it is it, girlfriend?" I ... don't know about this." Mike and I are going back to his place. You're too drunk to drive, so you need to get a ride from Bill."She's right. I am.