I’ve had a couple of girls suggest it, but it’s just not my thing.”“I wonder who I could get to join us?” she giggled.“Just calm down a bi..., young lady! You could very easily get out of control and do things you don’t want to do. Let me tell you about Annie.”I told her the story of what had happened in Sweden with Annie. She listened without interrupting.“Afterwards, did you feel like you had raped her?”“I’m not sure,” I replied “but maybe that’s the feeling I had, though I was sure that she. ”“She’s pretty,” Kit remarked. “I see a resemblance.”“Do you? Where?”“The nose I think. And, the white dude is Great-Gramp?”Nichelle nodded. “Here’s one of them taken shortly before Great-Gramp passed away.”“She’s a dignified looking lady.”“She is indeed.” Nichelle blinked away tears. “I loved them, Kit. I know they loved me. For most of my childhood, their home was my home -- after my grandparents died.”“How did that happen?”“My grandfather was a pastor in a fundamentalist, evangelical. It had the convenience of a sturdy set bars, for protection, and allowed us to undress and stick them through and have our nipples sucked and licked.I know you guys reading this will be shaking your logical heads in disbelief, but this was a sexual rite of passage, because we would openly masturbate as the men slobbered over our budding and hardening protuberances, they also slipped dirty fingers inside our wet panties, while we on the other hand, administered a good hand job in return.During a. You need me far more than I need you.’ ‘Oh yeah?’ I challenge. ‘Yes. I don’t feel loneliness, friendship or love so I don’t need anyone around me.’ ‘I forgot. You don’t feel: period.’ ‘That is right, Alex, I don’t feel. I wasn’t made to. I’m a robot, robots don’t feel.’ She stops me before I can respond. ‘Don’t say that, Alex, remember you can’t hurt me. Now I’m off back to work. Try and make yourself busy.’ I don’t see her again until the evening. She comes in while I am eating my supper. I.