Unlike Mom. Mom just pretended to listen most of the time."Mom?" Hmmmm?" she said from behind her newspaper."Do you have dreams?" Everyone has dreams,...hon."I know that. "No, what I mean is. Do people have dreams that are special?"The paper dropped slightly and she peered at me over the top. "You have a bad one?"I shook my head. "No. I just had one that was a bit weird," I wondered how much I should tell her before she thought I was imagining things or going wacko, "There was someone in it who. You don't force your finger inside me just playing at the rim and barely breeching the entrance. I am moaning almost non stop needing just a little bit more to push me over the edge that I am hovering on. "More Jay" I plead, " Please don't tease me, I need just a little bit more". I cry out as you pull back. "What a wanton dirty little slut you are"! You belong to me. Your'e Mine. You cum when I say you can cum, kitten. If I want to tease my little pussy, then I'll tease it". . ." he said chopping the sentence off before the lump in his throat made his voice break.But then there was a bump in Fred's road.Brenda, this is going to be hard on me, Fred thought."Hard on you? What about me? I vote no. Give the roses to your women. I don't want to go anywhere near the graveyard where my body is buried. Let's get started toward Callaway Gardens."A frown creased Fred's forehead as he thought, Brenda, I have to go visit your grave. I buried my soul mate there..."You buried my. ..” she began, but shook her head and went on into the bathroom. An AI that programs itself. I have been intrigued with the AI ever since the first morning it awakened me months ago, but its capabilities seem to have increased significantly since then. There is something happening here almost all the time, but averting its eyes as I stretch... After relieving herself, she dropped the negligée and stepped into the shower, the water almost instantly at the perfect starting temperature for her,.