“What the fuck. What the fuck?” You are not a wordsmith. You are also horrified at what the neighbors might think if any of them were to witness t...is strange scene. She smiles lightly and neutrally at you.“I am an ‘X-BOT 45 (PLEASURE MODEL)’ android.” She taps her left temple and it glows with a little blue, circular light. “An order was placed by a Ms. Ashley. I believe she is to be my mistress. May I please enter, Sir?”You nod, and she hands you a leash attached to a slim collar around her. "Elena danced Maureen back towards a quiet corner where they could exit. Maureen was sinking fast and Elena also didn't want to be Martin out in plain sight for too long.Elena was fortunate to be able to manoeuvre the drunken teenager into the bathroom without drawing attention. It was early and people were gathered in the more open areas of the house to publicly socialise. As it got later, couples might seek out quiet spots plus there would certainly be a queue outside the door.Elena didn't. I can live with that. Besides, she wasn't really all that plain atall in her face, in fact it was still as knockout lovely as it always was, eventhough it was crowned by a short mousy mop. If she fixed that up she stillwouldn't be bad at all, like the kind of pert pixie cuts my cousin wears. Imean, I wouldn't mind if she kept on dolling up a blonde Barbie, don't getme wrong, but just to say maybe my loss was more minimal than itseemed. Maybe if I suggested her to let her hair grow long and. I said I’m not convinced; it’s haunting me and creating fear in my marriage life. She tried to convince me a lot; at last I said “ok leave it Aparna let coming days decide about it”. Though that day was over without any further discussion, I still remained dull and reluctant in speaking to her (it was part of my plan). One day she told that I was not normal as I had been earlier and felt sad on it. I told “Aparna I fear in moving with ladies after that issue even u will think I will be.