I tell him I want to know what the hell has happened."What do you recall?" asks Dr. Hirsch."Amshe," I say. "Amshe. She went, it was horrible." Yes," h... mused. "I appreciate the distress that caused you. You do know AMSHE was, in fact, an acronym of a product code?" What do you mean?" I ask him in return."AMSHE. Autonomous Machine/ Synthetic Human/ Electronic," Dr. Hirsch replies.He leaves me to ponder the implication of his words."You mean she wasn't real?" I say in a loud voice."The machine. You've constantly imagined covering her in your thick sperm.You then look a few rows in front of you and see another girl. You rarely speak to her however. She has a boyfriend who is a complete failiure but she's actually pretty smart considering her idiot boyfriend. However, this time she looks lost. She takes off her black leather jacket and reveals her black tank top that covers her small breasts. You can't see much but you know that her ass is large and hopefully firm and she is probably. “That’s right, Paul. We can’t have you running around on a rescue operation with your tushy hanging out. You come with me and will get you something more appropriate.” she reasoned.“I ain’t got no money. How am I gonna pay for this?”April took Paul gently by the elbow and started leading him away. “Don’t worry about it, Paul. We’ll take care of any charges. We’ll even get you a couple of outfits. Something for later.” April led him through the hatchway, which closed behind them.David. She basked in their attention and instinctive nurturing when she was in their homes.They in turn were all charmed by her seeming child-like innocence and gratitude for any kindness. They tried to help her improve the horrible self image inflicted on her by years of psychological abuse at the hands of her parents.One of the first things Raul did was persuade her to join Bobby and Sammy in their Karate lessons. Given that her father was now an unpredictable threat to her, Raul taught her some.