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	The basement was bright white and hummed as I got out of the, rather more pleasant, lift compartment. The office’s servicing bay was signposted, perhaps because it was the only department down here, only with a small stark sign reading SERVICE beside blank industrial double doors. It was locked with no com or bell so I swiped myself through with my employee code card and into a wide corridor. This was also pretty stark and bare, plastic floor, white walls; functional in the extreme.		The basement was bright white and hummed as I got out of the, rather more pleasant, lift compartment. The office’s servicing bay was signposted, perhaps because it was the only department down here, only with a small stark sign reading SERVICE beside blank industrial double doors. It was locked with no com or bell so I swiped myself through with my employee code card and into a wide corridor. This was also pretty stark and bare, plastic floor, white walls; functional in the extreme.

	On the left were offices, only slightly better appointed from what I could see through the door panels but all empty, on the right were more industrial doors with small signs STORAGE and BAY 1 nearest. The second door was open and peering in through a computer filled atrium I could see a large factory floor beyond with a dozen or so complex machinery stations. Several of the functional robots that clean and fetch and carry around the building were parked against the walls and I ~~realised~~ that many more were disassembled amongst the fixed apparatus, their mechanical forms blending in to the machinery around them.		On the left were offices, only slightly better appointed from what I could see through the door panels but all empty, on the right were more industrial doors with small signs STORAGE and BAY 1 nearest. The second door was open and peering in through a computer filled atrium I could see a large factory floor beyond with a dozen or so complex machinery stations. Several of the functional robots that clean and fetch and carry around the building were parked against the walls and I realized that many more were disassembled amongst the fixed apparatus, their mechanical forms blending in to the machinery around them.

	I guessed that all these automated appliances would be Class 1 robots, Basics, and seeing the next doors were Bays 1a, 2 and so on, assumed that these were more Basics, Class 2 ‘bots etc. I walked right on down to the far door, peering in the offices as I passed in vain hope of finding somebody here on a Friday afternoon and tried my card in the lock. It booped derisively, lit up red in my face and then said “Controlled area. Access denied,” in a smooth female voice.		I guessed that all these automated appliances would be Class 1 robots, Basics, and seeing the next doors were Bays 1a, 2 and so on, assumed that these were more Basics, Class 2 ‘bots etc. I walked right on down to the far door, peering in the offices as I passed in vain hope of finding somebody here on a Friday afternoon and tried my card in the lock. It booped derisively, lit up red in my face and then said “Controlled area. Access denied,” in a smooth female voice.
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	A was shocked by the sudden transformation of this woman into a crazed raver. I stepped back in reaction to her outburst and watched her questing hands pull her panties aside. The crotch slid across the open stump-socket of her leg to hang uselessly around her hips while she rubbed her glistening lips.		A was shocked by the sudden transformation of this woman into a crazed raver. I stepped back in reaction to her outburst and watched her questing hands pull her panties aside. The crotch slid across the open stump-socket of her leg to hang uselessly around her hips while she rubbed her glistening lips.

	“Oh God I’m so hot after all that. And so frustrated! I never ~~realised~~ it was so good, so fantastically sexy. They delete all this when I leave of course. I want to remember, I want to remember all this, I don’t think I’ll ever stop wanking! Oh my God!”		“Oh God I’m so hot after all that. And so frustrated! I never realized it was so good, so fantastically sexy. They delete all this when I leave of course. I want to remember, I want to remember all this, I don’t think I’ll ever stop wanking! Oh my God!”

	Her fingers were now plunging in and out of her inhumanly perfect vagina, her whole hand glistening with sticky the fluids and her thumb flicking against the swollen plastic clitoris with every movement. Her free hand quested for other employment around her crotch and traced the outline of the leg connection with a forefinger.		Her fingers were now plunging in and out of her inhumanly perfect vagina, her whole hand glistening with sticky the fluids and her thumb flicking against the swollen plastic clitoris with every movement. Her free hand quested for other employment around her crotch and traced the outline of the leg connection with a forefinger.

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	I shifted my gaze up along the length of her arms, passing her black clad breasts on the way. She was fixed in position with her arms held ramrod straight down by her side, just a few inches away from her body. Her fingers were splayed and outstretched with glossy red nails outwards. The detail of the lines of her hands and hairs on her forearms were perfect, only belied by the unnatural posture and paleness of the skin. I noticed that a hairline trace of a metallic line ran around her shoulders. The harsh white light of the room showed the shadow of a slight ridge in her skin where the join was made, clearly her arms as well as her legs could be removed.		I shifted my gaze up along the length of her arms, passing her black clad breasts on the way. She was fixed in position with her arms held ramrod straight down by her side, just a few inches away from her body. Her fingers were splayed and outstretched with glossy red nails outwards. The detail of the lines of her hands and hairs on her forearms were perfect, only belied by the unnatural posture and paleness of the skin. I noticed that a hairline trace of a metallic line ran around her shoulders. The harsh white light of the room showed the shadow of a slight ridge in her skin where the join was made, clearly her arms as well as her legs could be removed.

	I couldn’t help but cast my eyes over her beautiful chest, the same cleavage that had caught my eye in natural motion when I first met the woman whose body was frozen and lifeless now. I ~~recognised~~ the pattern of tiny freckles or moles decorating one soft white bulge but there was no colour of life or motion of breath to animate them. I saw that another faint line outlined a rectangle set below her collarbone and above the cleavage, another access port like the open control panel lower down her body. The sight of another join line running around the base of her neck jolted me out of my daze.		I couldn’t help but cast my eyes over her beautiful chest, the same cleavage that had caught my eye in natural motion when I first met the woman whose body was frozen and lifeless now. I recognized the pattern of tiny freckles or moles decorating one soft white bulge but there was no colour of life or motion of breath to animate them. I saw that another faint line outlined a rectangle set below her collarbone and above the cleavage, another access port like the open control panel lower down her body. The sight of another join line running around the base of her neck jolted me out of my daze.

	[[Image:Assembling Davina.jpg]]		[[Image:Assembling Davina.jpg]]

Spaz at 03:32, 19 September 2019

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	I couldn’t help but cast my eyes over her beautiful chest, the same cleavage that had caught my eye in natural motion when I first met the woman whose body was frozen and lifeless now. I recognised the pattern of tiny freckles or moles decorating one soft white bulge but there was no colour of life or motion of breath to animate them. I saw that another faint line outlined a rectangle set below her collarbone and above the cleavage, another access port like the open control panel lower down her body. The sight of another join line running around the base of her neck jolted me out of my daze.		I couldn’t help but cast my eyes over her beautiful chest, the same cleavage that had caught my eye in natural motion when I first met the woman whose body was frozen and lifeless now. I recognised the pattern of tiny freckles or moles decorating one soft white bulge but there was no colour of life or motion of breath to animate them. I saw that another faint line outlined a rectangle set below her collarbone and above the cleavage, another access port like the open control panel lower down her body. The sight of another join line running around the base of her neck jolted me out of my daze.

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	“Sorry… yes, just a moment…”		“Sorry… yes, just a moment…”

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	I couldn’t help but cast my eyes over her beautiful chest, the same cleavage that had caught my eye in natural motion when I first met the woman whose body was frozen and lifeless now. I recognised the pattern of tiny freckles or moles decorating one soft white bulge but there was no colour of life or motion of breath to animate them. I saw that another faint line outlined a rectangle set below her collarbone and above the cleavage, another access port like the open control panel lower down her body. The sight of another join line running around the base of her neck jolted me out of my daze.		I couldn’t help but cast my eyes over her beautiful chest, the same cleavage that had caught my eye in natural motion when I first met the woman whose body was frozen and lifeless now. I recognised the pattern of tiny freckles or moles decorating one soft white bulge but there was no colour of life or motion of breath to animate them. I saw that another faint line outlined a rectangle set below her collarbone and above the cleavage, another access port like the open control panel lower down her body. The sight of another join line running around the base of her neck jolted me out of my daze.

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	“Sorry… yes, just a moment…”		“Sorry… yes, just a moment…”

The Liar at 01:04, 11 May 2010

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BA2 at 16:35, 6 May 2008

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	Jim had fixed himself on Melanie being a crewmember on our little voyage. She was a tidy and intelligent woman that he had hit it off with at a recent party and by chance she was a new colleague of my wife. He was gutted that I didn’t have her number and to be honest so was I but Kim (my wife) wasn’t available and there was nothing I could do but promise to put her in touch as soon as I could next week.		Jim had fixed himself on Melanie being a crewmember on our little voyage. She was a tidy and intelligent woman that he had hit it off with at a recent party and by chance she was a new colleague of my wife. He was gutted that I didn’t have her number and to be honest so was I but Kim (my wife) wasn’t available and there was nothing I could do but promise to put her in touch as soon as I could next week.

	The fact that Jim and Mel were married less than two years later, even though she has yet to grace my yacht with her presence, is clear evidence that there was in fact something between them, though I was ~~sceptical~~ then. However, I was more than happy to picture her fine butt on deck in the sun; without Kim and with my daughters strictly off limits to any man (even just for banter) within a mile of me, it would have been great to have some female company.		The fact that Jim and Mel were married less than two years later, even though she has yet to grace my yacht with her presence, is clear evidence that there was in fact something between them, though I was skeptical then. However, I was more than happy to picture her fine butt on deck in the sun; without Kim and with my daughters strictly off limits to any man (even just for banter) within a mile of me, it would have been great to have some female company.

	“Jim, for the last time, I don’t have her number! Live with it will you?”		“Jim, for the last time, I don’t have her number! Live with it will you?”
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	I couldn’t help but cast my eyes over her beautiful chest, the same cleavage that had caught my eye in natural motion when I first met the woman whose body was frozen and lifeless now. I recognised the pattern of tiny freckles or moles decorating one soft white bulge but there was no colour of life or motion of breath to animate them. I saw that another faint line outlined a rectangle set below her collarbone and above the cleavage, another access port like the open control panel lower down her body. The sight of another join line running around the base of her neck jolted me out of my daze.		I couldn’t help but cast my eyes over her beautiful chest, the same cleavage that had caught my eye in natural motion when I first met the woman whose body was frozen and lifeless now. I recognised the pattern of tiny freckles or moles decorating one soft white bulge but there was no colour of life or motion of breath to animate them. I saw that another faint line outlined a rectangle set below her collarbone and above the cleavage, another access port like the open control panel lower down her body. The sight of another join line running around the base of her neck jolted me out of my daze.

			[[Image:Assembling Davina.jpg]]

	“Sorry… yes, just a moment…”		“Sorry… yes, just a moment…”

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2008-04-13T17:27:58Z

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