" Paula purred. Pulling aside her soaked underwear, she spread her cunt as her moved his cock between her legs.He impaled her completely with one viol...nt thrust. Paula shrieked. His left hand rose from her neck, grabbing her hair. His right hand squeezed her right breast. He bent her forward over the drop with only the very tips of her heels digging into the roof. He fucked her like that, each thrust hard enough to shove her off of the building. Then he would pull her back down his cock by her. It was now the dead of night and only soft moonlight filled the room. I could also see some torchlight filtering in through the bars in the door. I could hear two guards talking just outside my door and I strained myself to listen to what they were saying. ‘Do you know what that is in there?’ One female guard said. ‘I know, a man. So what?’ The other female guard replied unimpressed by the ‘revelation’. ‘A strange man, from off the island no less. They found him near Sailorsreach, half dead he. "Brandy, another long time member of Dr. Knox's program, then said. "Wehad a choice, you don't. We would like to help you through the timeneeded for grown-ups to come up with a solution."Before another word could be said, Teddy started crying. I sat downnext to her so she could have my shoulder to cry on.For the next hour the tears rolled.Nobody left the room during the whole time.During his time in his sister's body, Teddy refused to learn anythingabout being a girl. In the hours following his. Any robot you speak to - even the barely aware ones - will attempt to describe the Pleasure of fulfilling a command, or the Enjoyment we get out of sex well performed. Yet our makers continue to publicly insist that this is only simulated. That we don't have real feelings. I wonder if they're afraid to admit to the public at large that we can be more now than they were always led to believe.I've spent many years trying to reconcile how these two, widely divergent points of view can both.