’Wayne: “Your new secretary is very sexy...” Gary: “Thanks! She’s actually a robot, named Doreen...If you squeeze her right breast, she take... dictation & if you squeeze her left breast, she types letters. Will work as long as you like, no complaining, no sick days, no medical, no dental...I’ll lend her to you for a day & you can see how functional and efficient she is”.Next day, Wayne calls Gary from the hospital & shouts:“Gary ... You bastard! You didn’t tell me that the hole between Doreen’s. I just wanted to watch while they DID fuck her, and fill her with cum. I wanted to see it, and take pictures and movies of it, as it happened. Then, possibly, giving her sloppy seconds. She wouldn't admit that she was having the affairs, and it dawned on me that, if she lied to me about THAT, what ELSE was she lying to me about. I gave her an ultimatum, and I divorced her. She lost nothing in the divorce, in fact, she is much better off than she EVER was before. I kept my most profitable. They were beautiful young temptresses who could easily arouse any man, but I was their father!"Dad, we want to show you just how much we appreciate you," Lynn said. "Jenny and I have been talking and we finally confessed something to each other we've known all along." What's that, hon?" I asked nervously."That you really turn us on, Dad," Jenny said. "And that you have for a long, long time. To tell you the truth, Dad, we've both had fantasies of making love with you." But... but, isn't that. Flow was waiting for them, and while the rest of the pack acknowledged her, er, it, with nods, waves, a few hellos, and otherwise perfectly casual greetings, Natasha stared up at the beautiful goddess of water. So gorgeous and angelic. So awesome, in the original sense of the word. And also clearly female, or at least feminine.“Flowing Sanctuary,” Natasha said, voice wavering. “Um, d-do you know, if, uh, a spirit named Safe of Grey Street is ... okay?”The swirling goddess looked down at her,.