"Slave? The girl's a slave. How can that be? Slavery's not existed for millennia. And anyway, what's the use for a slave? Robots and machines do every...hing. There's not been slaves since the Second Millennium."Anastasia laughed delightedly. "You really are funny, Zee! Slaves are for sex. You can do it with machines. And you can do it with robots. And you can do it in cyberspace. But nothing beats the real thing." But you don't need a slave for sex. You didn't need a slave for sex last night,. “Yeah sure, what you want to watch.”“I’ve got one in mind, think you’ll like it” she replied without looking at me and proceeded to search for it and stuck it on. When she found it, she didn’t say anything but as I read and saw what it was. A lot of questions started firing into my head. I haven’t seen the film but I’ve heard of it. It’s a romantic film but i’ve heard its very visual with lots of sex scenes.“This ok?” She ask nonchalantly.“Um yeah sure, I’ve not seen it before.” I said before I. A and I left the room, and she asked, “Would you like some tea or coffee and maybe a bite to eat?” I responded back, “That would be great, but I can get it, don’t worry yourself please, you are going to have your hands full with M for the next four weeks you know.” Mrs. A said, “Look, after the holidays I know you are going back to work, so why don’t you stay in the guest suite upstairs, it's a big house, and there is no one here but me. The company would be nice for a change.” I contemplated. "How 'bout a lap dance?"She hikes up her skirt until I can see she is definitely going commando. And, while I haven't seen too many (outside of a couple of Dad's pornos I sneaked peeks at and Tori walking about the house when the parents are away masturbating in whichever room I happened to walk into), she has a very plump and fleshy pussy. Bare-skinned too.Oh, and it's pretty shiny.Sitting on my lap, Jade begins to gyrate against me. As I feel her moisture through my dress, she is also.