..She can't possibly mean what I think she means, I thought. She'spretty old. A little Alzheimer's, maybe? "...I'm Natsuko, ma'am."She smiled. "No... you're not."......And I thought, Fuck.Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck."I can understand if Metal doesn't see it," she continued. "She takessome pride in her work, and Natsuko was the first robot she built on herown after Sheila passed. But the simple fact is, dear, you don't actlike a robot." Oh Metal's I mean The Mistress she's a really. I figured that out early on and I think I’m better off for it. It makes it a lot easier to deal with people and situations.”“You might be right – I just have never met anyone as straight forward as you.” And the conversation changed.Late in the afternoon Bud took me back to pick up my car. “Why don’t you stop over and we can grill out or something” I suggested. We had our dinner and I turned on the TV and we flipped through channels. Nothing really good was on so I turned to the pay per view. ’ Kitty was blushing furiously. All she knew was what she had overheard in the stables once when the hired hands were sharing ribald anecdotes. She remembered the agony of despair it had brought upon her, to think that she would one day have to experience the coarse act they described in such vague but vulgar terminology. It was not fitting for a lady. This was different, though, with the Captain. Although he was a pirate, there was an air about him infinitely more refined than most men. It was. It sounded cold but left everyone’s dignity intact. With that out of the way he got some serious hugs and kisses and taken into the kitchen for a light lunch. Katie and Rebecca went up to get ready to play ‘slip it to the sisters.’ They left him with his iced tea and told him to wait ten minutes then come upstairs.It was a long ten minutes, but it certainly was worth the wait. The sisters were lying coquettishly in the center of the impossibly big bed in matching red baby doll outfits. Jake.