Blood stained the neck of her shirt, in the outline of a bib.The girl wiped her jaw with her forearm, and it came away red." ... what the fuck did you...do, Matt?" she whispered. If there was anything left in her, she would've heaved again.'I murdered Henry Larson, owner of the synthetic Simons, as per our contract, dear.'"Yeah, I can see that. What did you do to me?"'Tch, ' said the AI. 'No lasting damage.'"Matt..."'Fine, fine, if you insist on explanation.' Sounded like a sullen teen, rolling. Seeing her in the throes of her addiction was a shock, but I was the only one that understood. They didn’t like him either, so they’d get over it eventually. It was hard to run all of this thru my head as I tried to take care of all the k**s and wait for the cab to arrive. They were lying in their playpen and getting ready to take their morning nap while I sucked the long, black cock on my knees in the living room in front of them. I had engaged in sex with quite a few different men in front of. I knew she was thinking of me and of course, I was thinking about her, and our future, if there was to be one.Eventually I called in an order for pizza and we sat on the couch, Megan in a robe and me... well I stayed naked. As we were finishing our pizza, she confided that for the past week she'd been experiencing the strangest sensations in her loins. That's the term she used, her loins. I smiled as she described those feelings; tingling, itching feelings that evolved into a throbbing need. ” I said as she wound down.“It’s so hard, sometimes ... I’m a nice person, really I am...” I nodded and hugged her close when she looked up for confirmation.“I mean, I’ve tried to be good, but I just end up being a ‘turd magnet’. If there is an abusive, mean, nasty man within fifty miles of me, not only will they find me, but I’ll end up dating them. Shit! I used to hate myself, but really that didn’t accomplish much now, did it?” Beth looked so hurt, I had to kiss her.“Look,” I said, “I can’t.