Even my father had his secrets and, coming of age as I was, I spent all the time secretly looking at his pornographic magazines. It was a strange tim..., I was learning about my young body and all its desires. It was a struggle of conscience, to the point that I masturbated by never touching myself skin to skin. I would lie there gazing at the sex and rubbing my young sensitive clit through my panties. My first orgasms were exhilarating, and I had multiple. My curiosity turned into. The Collins were very supportive of me. I would babysit the kids whenever Mr. and Mrs. Collins had to go out of town. The kids loved me and would always tell their parents to invite me over for dinner. I was having a great life until the second semester of my freshman year came. I was chosen to go on a 3-year study trip to NYC since I was majoring in business. I said goodbye to the Collins’ and packed up my things to leave... [3 Years Later]The day came. It was the last day of my trip, and I. I mean, we had the arms and legs and eyes designed, so all we needed to do was build a connecting framework and do a lot of programming. Then a funny thing happened. Alphadroid became pretty popular, even though there was only one of him."What most of you didn't know is that we built two of them, though I keep the other one at my house."What almost all of you didn't know is..." I turned to the face the curtained-off area to the side of the podium and called out, "Alphadroid, enter." Five. I'd be lying if I told you I wasn't a little nervous, but it's a good kind of nervous. Can you understand that? It's just butterflies, and if I didn't have them there would be something wrong with me. I have to ask you though; did you have anything to do with the decision to have us take turns doing solos?" "No, not at all. It was entirely the band's decision. They only asked me if I would be able to adjust your mike levels when you did the solo." "Okay, I just wanted to be sure that this isn't.