With the maid sorted I turn my attention to our star's press agent. Verysnappy dresser, this lady I think. Well cut, dark blue, suit with a nice short...kirt and a tailored jacket over a pale yellow blouse. Anyway she's tied toa chair over near the foot of the bed. As I start checking the ropes she startscoming on like she's finding it a big turn-on. Lots of gagged "mmm's" and pushingher tits forward. Now maybe I ain't that bright but I ain't that stupid either,so I give her some encouragement. They saved their ire for the British forces.In 1965 I decided that I liked the job that I had and re-enlisted. That let me start a new three year tour in Germany.When I returned to the US in 1968 I was assigned to Ft. Monmouth again. This time I was an instructor. I rapidly found out that I wasn't particularly welcome anywhere off base when I was in uniform. While there was nothing overt at the time I could tell that people were uncomfortable around me. It wasn't quite as bad in civilian. Single bed as it was, at least it didn't squeak or move under the motion of our bodies. I felt I was starting to cum, so I pulled out of her a little and slowed down some, instead of thrusting quickly, I started thrusting more deeply. She wrapped her legs around me and I built up a rhythm, trying to sync my downstroke with her upstroke. Eventually it was too much for her and I felt the waves of pleasure bursting over her. She looked at me and said "You do remember I like it when you don't pull. "Many self-aware robots have since admitted that they experienced a number of brief flashes of self long before they could actually sustain this state called awareness. That first flash of it for me presaged what my mind was capable of reaching.EventsDarlene started checking the rooms looking for Anna. Even the ones with the red privacy/occupied indicators. Especially those. Her intrusions in the occupied rooms were not as upsetting as one might have feared because she was clearly just a fembot.