She should have realized before. Another test. This robot could be a test of her resolve as well. Shit, how religion can mess with the mind. Was this ...eally all part of some larger plan? Now she was really a mess. There is no science here. No proof. Did she believe it or did she not? Fuck it. She was going to get a grip. Open-minded? Yes, but she needed evidence. Until then, it really doesn’t matter. That’s the point. Why is this happening to her? Because it is. Stop analyzing, get fucked.. In any case, I’ve got some new friends. That is just as well, because most of my old friends rejected me when they learned that I’m dating Demy. Yes, it’s official. Demy’s my boyfriend and I made that abundantly clear to all of my classmates.I think that some of them were so snobby that they looked down on him for whatever stupid excuse they had. Others were so shallow that they believed whatever crap came from Amanda Howe. Some, however, were so jealous that they couldn’t bear to see him happy. " He is the best," admitted Stacy. "I did a lot of research into differentsurgeons and the one who is going to operate is the best."Sally returned looking rather surprised."I had a word with Mr Millard and you were only going to be allowed asfar as the recovery room door. However, a few minutes later he got aphone call and he told me to get a surgical outfit for you so you couldbe with Stacy." Really?" asked Stacy in amazement."Really. Now, David if you come with me I'll get you prepared. You. The way she spoke, her soft sexy voice, and her competence in the office.I was a bit in love with her, even though I was sleeping with her mother, and she was sleeping with my father. I know that’s fucked up, but that’s how I felt.Sometimes Dad would be out late with clients, and in the morning he’d sleep in while Huan and I went to the office. But other days he’d be out early with Huan, leaving Lian and I alone. That was good, because she liked to be somewhat vocal when we did it. Actually, we.