The question that you and Lucy have to ask yourselves is, how do you feel about what is happening here? Are you outraged by technology put to this use... or do you want to be part of a female-led future that can establish itself on the back of a gynoid assault on the patriarchy?”Post Script : A Fembot Led FutureAmanda looked through the window between the pines and out across the canyon. The split level house nestling in the woods at the edge of the city was just one of the benefits of her new. I was grossly over qualified for the job but I didn't really want to spend my life trapped in a cubicle so I settled for emptying the trash and cleaning floors. One of the high points of working there was Rachel. Rachel Simmons is a secretary in accounting and every man there has a hard on for her. She truly is a knockout. Every man at the company made some excuse to wander by her desk at some point during the day just to see what she was wearing. Rachel is in her early 40's with shoulder. She slid a slender hand up his shirt and ran it up his body, clawing at his chest with her long fingernails. Lee grabbed behind her knee and hooked her leg around his waist; she happily squeezed it around him. He snaked his hand up her smooth thigh and cupped her ass cheek while she forced her tongue down his throat. Marcia removed her hand from under Lee’s shirt and began to hurriedly unbutton her shirt. Lee watched, his hand caressing her ass under her skirt, as her shirt fell open and her. I was expecting a funky younger guy, hung like an elephant, well thats dreams for you. Strangely enough as we chatted I warmed to him. I felt secure but I still had this hidden agenda, and as we talked I was envisioning him looking into every nook and cranny as I opened up to his peering eyes. ‘Can you tell me how old you are?’ I was jolted back to reality and felt really adolecent at this question. ‘Why I asked’ ‘Its the law’ he replied and ‘You look so young’. I blushed and said, ’18’ I lied..
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