We don't realize what we have until its gone, and then it's too late. This is not unique to robots. Humans are the same way, and have been this way si...nce longer than we've existed alongside them. No good solution has yet been found.Anna once said it seems that many humans don't worry about loss too much because they know they'll meet up again with their loved ones soon enough. I don't know whether or not to believe this since they sure suffer when the loss happens.It's also said that humans. He made such hot sounds. My nasty cunt pleasured him. I pleasured my big brother Master.I slammed down him again, taking him to the root, loving how much he filled my fifteen-year-old snatch. My hips wiggled, the friction building as I slid up and then came back down. Over and over, pumping, writhing, needing that hot release to explode through me.“Yes, yes, yes, Master,” I moaned. “Oh, Master, your dick ... Oh, your dick is amazing.”“So fuck him,” Alicia moaned. “Fuck big brother’s cock with. But with this man it was different. His face remained totally impassive except for a shit-eating grin that curled at the corners of his lips. His greasy blonde hair annoyed her and the way he continually stared at her made her feel like a bug under a microscope in some laboratory."Yes, Mr. Williamson?" she asked."Come into my office, Ms. Larkin. I want to speak with you for a few minutes." About what? I'm late and have to get home. I..." I said get into my office," he snapped. Then he softened. She had a slight accent he couldn't place, and the liquid confidence with which she spoke was promising, mysterious, maybe even dangerous. "I love your voice - say something new. Tell me why I'm going to be disappointed." I'm not going to let you fuck me tonight. I'm a virgin and I have decided," her voice smoldered, "that the man who first pushes into me will be looking directly into my eyes when he does it."There was absolute silence in the room."Our arrangement tonight clearly is.