Jennifer was still holding my ponytail and leaning over my seat. "Open yourself with your fingers," she whispered.I clenched my fists once before plac...ng my fingers on my labia and pulling them outward. I heard a gasp and opened my eyes. The boy was leaning into the car with the boy behind him draped over his back. I hadn't realized how obscenely spread my legs were until now. I clamped my eyes shut again, humiliated beyond belief.My eyes snapped open when I felt someone touch my pussy. The boy. "Yes? I know. I'm sorry, I just had some indigestion. I'll be out in another minute. Yes, I'm fine. I will. Bye." Stan was amazed at how calm her voice was when she spoke. But as soon as she turned the phone off and put it back in her skirt pocket, she began sobbing lightly, her body trembling in fear as tears spattered the porcelain tank again. The moistness which greeted his prick at the opening to her love hole seemed to invite Stan to take whatever he wanted. Still holding tightly onto. That didn’t stop me from moving up behind the walk, grabbing the straps of their overalls and lifting them in the air.“You two should be in there helping the young ones fix their mistakes instead of Alex calling his daughter to have me come do it,” I told them as they tried to get loose.Before they knew it, I had them turn around to face me as I hugged them both.“We tried. The three kids put in two of the large crucibles. Trying to get the first one out, they pushed the lift too far and got it. This new 'bot was nude, and clearly deactivated. Her eyes were closed, and none of the small motions that a robot makes to appear more lifelike were present.Somewhere along the way over the years even the cheap clothes this 'bot once must have worn had gotten separated from her. Only the mid-height economical heels remained on her pretty feet, probably because without those she would have been unable to maintain her balance when shut off. Her feet and legs were made for shoes like that.She was.