I tried to rush past them and get to bed before they could give me too much shit, but some of them grabbed my arms and held me there to chat shit to m... about how lucky I was to be home with my dad in our bachelor pad. I felt a strange feeling like they were looking at me in a sexual way as they held me and cuddled and touched my body making out they were just messing around. I felt strange being in my little football shorts around all these men touching and holding me.I managed to get past them. Conner but what are you looking for?" Well," he said pointing to the stain in the middle of the inside of her panties, "see this stain? When you wash your lingerie with the hard water you currently have this stain will become ingrained and ruin these lovely panties but with the Culligan system that stain will be long gone."Emily blushed again knowing what that stain was, it was her dried cum from using her vibrator last night. "I see Mr. Conner; well we wouldn't want to have that stain become. I guess I just can't put some of that aside. I hope you understand." I think I do", she sighed. "I have studied films and novels from the time you lived on earth, and understand how you might feel that way. My kind was purely fiction, back then. I suppose I am what you might refer to as a cross between 'Hal', and a 'Fembot', aren't I?"I had to stifle a laugh at the picture that brought to mind. Instead, I said You are a much higher caliber than a Fembot, and I can't imagine you running amok. Why would you d ... do that?"The truth was that I could not think of any other reason that Mary Ann and I would have taken a video of ourselves masturbating, then sent it to Andy, unless it was the actual reason, that we were playing a sex game with our sons. And I didn't think Bob would be too keen on that idea.I knew Mary Ann's sexual horizon was expanding. I found Bob to be an attractive man. And Mary Ann had already told me that her son likely gets his penis size from his father. And, I.