This was obviously one of several reasons why my calculus grade was so low. It was hard to pay attention to math with such a sexy teacher. I obeyed my...own command and zoned out, admiring Ms. Amara’s impressive bust. My dick grew erect as I stared at her tits. It was winter which meant my boner was well concealed in my long pants. Ms. Amara only showed a bit of cleavage, though it was enough to distract me. It looked like she was easily a DD cup at least. I wished they were bigger so I could see. "My wife nodded solemnly, Art and Betsy Burg being our best friends and now, it seemed, their marriage was in severe trouble."Did you call to Betsy?" I asked my wife."She called and cried for about a half an hour. She says that Art has told her he doesn't know if he wants to be married anymore. I just didn't know what to say to her."I sighed and then took another bit of toast and another gulp of coffee, then turned the newspaper page in front of me."We have to do something, Rick." I agree. But. She said it was very nice and that she would like to go for a ride in one some time , but now she would like to see what was in the back so I help her down from the cab ,witch gave me another good look at those lovely legs and knickers but as she came down she was sliding down against my now hard cock , she just looked at me and smiled. I then let her get in the back to have a look but this time I got in with her and closed the door what are you doing she said? You have had your look flashed. She could have been snatched and broken down for her parts. That had happened far too often during some of the shortages in the days after The Emancipation.The hit came from a nearly forgotten archive of early robot mind recordings made as part of the first, well-funded study into the emerging phenomena of seeming robot consciousness.When I asked my staff to investigate, they were quickly rebuffed. The archive of the virtually forgotten Robot Awareness Investigation and Duplication Project is.