GEEZ! How much more feminine could I get! Just then a thing that looked like an oversize upright vacuum with a plastic head from a window dummy and sh...ny, metal arms, whirred into the room. "Good day, ma'am," it said in a mechanical monotone. "I have finished the vacuuming and now will do the laundry. Is there anything else, ma'am?" Stunned, I merely mumbled 'no' and waved the contraption away. It went "yes, ma'am. e leave everything to Sophie. BEEP PING" and rolled away. This was too much. I. I zoned out for a moment and started thinking about Dylan and stuff I need to pick up before he gets home next weekend."Okay, done!" Tyler said as he handed me back the phone. "Just enter what you think your husband's password is."I started punching in the numbers thinking this was never going to work. I was instantly proven wrong. As soon as I entered the last digit of the password, the home screen to my husband's phone appeared."Oh my god, it worked!" I shrieked nervously with anticipation.I. She gave me a peck on the cheek and said she's call melater today to make a date. I walked out to my car not really thinkingof how I was dressed.I put my purchases in my trunk and drove home.By the way her name is Linda and later that evening she called me. As Ianswered the phone, she told me who it was. She then asked me if she wastalking to Dan or Jennifer. I had told her my female name and how I gotit. I replied that she was talking to Jennifer. She then asked what Iwas wearing. We. Her other breast, unattended, peeked out from the blouse and fixed its one-eyed stare upon Sam.Sam stared back."Well, Mad," he said, still admiring the bare breast at the neighboring table, "we've come a long way from Lindsay's Bayside Restaurant."Leaning close to make herself heard, Madeleine spoke directly into Sam's ear. "Lindsay's was an absolutely lovely evening, Sam. I don't think I'll ever forget how sweet it was of you to take me to such a fine restaurant. I'd like to go back there with.