Tsubame: Oh. I'm not sure I really understand... Kenshin (patting her on the head): It's a little complicated. (Sorry, sorry.)(They come to a fork in ...the road.)Kenshin: Well, I'm headed this way.Tsubame: Thanks for carrying the basket. Oh, everyone's coming to the Akabeko at five today. After that we're going to Asakusa, so don't forget. It's to celebrate your safe return... Didn't they tell you?Kenshin: Oh, that. But are they serious? We drank all night the day we got back, and that's pretty. He rammed it, inside me. I should have stopped him, but I didn’t try. Not that I could have. I groaned with pleasure. He fucked me, ever harder. Another cock was beside my face, this was black. The black cock glistened wet. Wet from Marta. A hand held my head to stop me from turning away. They didn’t need to, I opened my mouth, and took it all. I tasted Marta, musky. Then the cock throbbed, and the guy came in my mouth, he pulled his cock away, a final ejaculation hot, jetted onto my face. A. ." She continued to just sit on the bed awkwardly with panties below her knees. "Honey, I think we should talk." He glanced along her legs before their eyes met. It was a strange thing for them to acknowledge, but they actually had been trying to delay this conversation. "Um... Okay, but... aren't you gonna..." Clarissa looked at him carefuly. Alan lowered his eyes once again. She was neatly trimmed down there. "That's what I wanted to talk about." "Looks nice." "What do you. I was still heartened that out of the nineteen Love Dolls that existed, only two had special programming. Out of the remaining seventeen, at least seven were within the window and could be fairly safely decommissioned. At that time, they could be dropped back into their lives if they wanted to or we could find a way of helping them.What hurt me the most was out of the two specially programmed Love Dolls, Vivian Jones was one of them (the other being Senator McCauley). The special treatment.