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<div align="center"><big>'''Featured Author - October'''</big><br>
'''[[Stories/BA|BA]]'''<br>
'''[[Stories/BA|BA]]'''<br>
Stories: 5
Stories: 45


Story of the week:<br>
Story of the week:<br>
'''[[Aptitude Test]]'''
'''[[Traffic Incident]]'''


<small>View past [[Author of the Month Archive|Author's of the Month]]</small>
<small>View past [[Author of the Month Archive|Author's of the Month]]</small>


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In Sex mode Teresa had flushed slightly and her breathing was quite loud. Stimulated by the exposure, her nipples had stiffened and jutted up hard from her rhythmically heaving breasts which Becca now took in each hand and squeezed. The bare soft woman moaned, the sound coming as a long exhaled breath with her vocals muted, and mouthed some words of encouragement and surprise. As well as bringing her sexual systems online, selecting Teresa’s Sex mode automatically adjusted her mood status for convenience. Becca’s hands left the android’s impressive chest and slid down to her lacy black thong. Slipping a finger inside she was pleased to find the hot smooth lips already damp and welcoming. TJ-401’s head went back in gaping pleasure as the scrawny technician rubbed her finger across the tiny plastic sensor-nub of her artificial clitoris; this unit’s sexual sensitivity was very high, even for an android. Although this was user configurable, Becca would not be accessing the setup menu for this evaluation, she would have to reconfigure her slightly if Teresa was accepted for service.
“Officer, I hope you’ll be able to take this lady’s statement too. I intend to press charges, this sort of behaviour simply cannot be allowed.”


Satisfied with vaginal fluid function; after all flight crew have their privileges; the technician looked warily around before pulling Teresa’s head towards her for a deep kiss. The android squirmed sensually in her grip, pressing her hard little clit against Becca’s wriggling fingers and the geeky girl found it hard to break the embrace for many long seconds. When she finally did so Teresa gazed into her eyes with a look of complete abandon, face contorted in ecstacy. A glance at the laptop graphic showed she was close to her programmed climax threshold, further stimulated by her cold treatment as a machine. “Too bad”, thought Becca as she adjusted the data log and recorded satisfactory oral functions; she wasn’t bothered about pleasuring an android whose orgasm was purely a programmed response anyway.
“All the necessary details will be taken ma’am.” The officer handed back her licence and, as she put it back in her bag, reached behind her right ear and turned her off. The smart lady’s expression fixed in an instant and her head slumped down a little to stare sightlessly at the ground. The officer grasped the back of her neck and took her elbow to ease her back against the patrol car where he propped her. The bag fell from Mrs Cole’s stiff fingers and he picked it up and placed it on the car roof beside her.
 
“She’s just a fucking robot!!! Haha! How ‘bout that. Stupid fembot probably short circuited at the wheel! Who’d make an old robot? Who’d buy an old woman robot? She looks well over thirty! If I got a robot I’d want it young and sexy, like us! Yeah, stupid robot bitch!”
 
I waited awkwardly while the officer placed a call on his ‘phone, I was a bit shocked by his behaviour, even in Florida. I gazed for a moment at the motionless android woman, I knew now her trim figure and even complexion were thanks to no gyms or spas. “Excuse me officer… will you need my statement?” I sincerely hoped not and wanted to get away as soon as possible but felt I had to offer my licence.
 
“No ma’am, thank you. I can get a complete event log from this android here so there’ll be no need to keep you any longer. Have a nice day.” He turned his attention to the ‘phone and the last I heard on getting into my car was him discussing with Mr Cole for the collection of his property from the Police Pound after twenty four hours. I guessed he meant his wife, not his car.
 
I pulled away slowly and carefully. The rear view screen showed the Policeman unceremoniously stuffing Mrs Cole into the back seat of his patrol car - I got an impression of an unseemly length of white thigh as her summery dress rode up - and the teenage twins sitting on their bright yellow bonnet waiting to be collected.
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Featured Author - October

BA
Stories: 45

Story of the week:
Traffic Incident

View past Author's of the Month

“Officer, I hope you’ll be able to take this lady’s statement too. I intend to press charges, this sort of behaviour simply cannot be allowed.”

“All the necessary details will be taken ma’am.” The officer handed back her licence and, as she put it back in her bag, reached behind her right ear and turned her off. The smart lady’s expression fixed in an instant and her head slumped down a little to stare sightlessly at the ground. The officer grasped the back of her neck and took her elbow to ease her back against the patrol car where he propped her. The bag fell from Mrs Cole’s stiff fingers and he picked it up and placed it on the car roof beside her.

“She’s just a fucking robot!!! Haha! How ‘bout that. Stupid fembot probably short circuited at the wheel! Who’d make an old robot? Who’d buy an old woman robot? She looks well over thirty! If I got a robot I’d want it young and sexy, like us! Yeah, stupid robot bitch!”

I waited awkwardly while the officer placed a call on his ‘phone, I was a bit shocked by his behaviour, even in Florida. I gazed for a moment at the motionless android woman, I knew now her trim figure and even complexion were thanks to no gyms or spas. “Excuse me officer… will you need my statement?” I sincerely hoped not and wanted to get away as soon as possible but felt I had to offer my licence.

“No ma’am, thank you. I can get a complete event log from this android here so there’ll be no need to keep you any longer. Have a nice day.” He turned his attention to the ‘phone and the last I heard on getting into my car was him discussing with Mr Cole for the collection of his property from the Police Pound after twenty four hours. I guessed he meant his wife, not his car.

I pulled away slowly and carefully. The rear view screen showed the Policeman unceremoniously stuffing Mrs Cole into the back seat of his patrol car - I got an impression of an unseemly length of white thigh as her summery dress rode up - and the teenage twins sitting on their bright yellow bonnet waiting to be collected.


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