Wanna ride along? You might find it enlightening.” Without a word she got into the passenger seat. We never made it. There was a farm between our ho...se and the landfill, and in a moment of inspiration I pulled over, got out, and walked to a fence. There were hogs on the other side, free range, organically raised beasts that the farmer got premium prices for. I dumped the ashes into a wallow beside the fence.Jo had trailed behind me, and screamed when she saw what I was doing. She was stunned. I'm not bothered by credit where I don't feel it's due, or the lack of it when earned. If anything, I find it amusing that Anna and I have to be explained at all. Isn't it enough to know that we're robots? Robots who have never violated any of the prime directives given us at our creation. Apparently not to some, but I digress.I have had some uncommon experiences. In their summation they certainly built upon each other to my benefit. That I operated ten days without completing my initialization. “Heck, I’m not even allowed to date boys.”“What did you do to your hair?” She said, touching Barbi’s stiffly lacquered mass of silvery white severely bleached tresses.“It looks like she’s really bleached the hell out of it, this time.” John said, enjoying Barbi’s further embarrassment. “You know how these hairdressers are, they all love to play with their hair. Right Barbi?”Before she could answer, John interrupted. “By the way, how old are you?”“She just graduated from High school.” Barbi. Every so often she would stick her tongue out and lick the tip of my dick and then would speed up her strokes and squeeze tighter with her breasts. I eventually came all over her chest and face. When I stopped, all you could hear was her purring contently.We went to the shower to clean up, especially to get the salt off of me from the dive, and cum off of her face (though she put up a fight on that one). We got into the shower and I tipped her head into the spray to wash the cum off her face..