Pictures and a story. Not a big one, but something he loved to do. Not that Bob had to work. He loved his work. Even though he had so much money, they... had so much money, they could live and go wherever they wanted.The income on their holdings amounted to over five-hundred-thousand a year. Life with Bob was fantastic and yet, very simple.Again, Mandy's mind wandered back.Just after they'd gotten married, they chose a modest home at the edge of 'Knob Hill' the ritzy part of the city. They could. She left out an high-pitched shout and her whole body shivered, while I filled her with my hot semen. I came inside of her with all the strength, the passion, the contemplation that body deserved and in that moment, I was the owner of the world.She had come too, so she lay down over my body and sighed, exhausted. After a couple of seconds, she lifted her face and looked at me in the eyes with her deer green beautiful eyes: «Thank you. That was…»But she didn’t complete her sentence. Another. I got the comb out of my suitcase and walked back into the bathroom. I began combing her hair and continued until she was satisfied. I cleaned up and got dressed.“Where do you usually eat out?” I inquired. “There are a few places. It depends on what type of food I am looking to have,” she answered. “I have to go home and feed Char, my cat, first. What kind of food do you want?”“Let’s go I’ll think about,” I responded. We got in the car and drove to Cinnamon’s apartment.“I'll run up feed Char. ”“Oh, that’s only an opportunistic by-product, my dear. It’s just a convenient consequence of what I got Gerry to do. There is a group of us that have felt for a long time that SCC products might offer a way to solve some of the ills of our society, at least the ones that men are responsible for. I thought that Gerry’s development skills plus his own, rather special, enthusiasms, might help us engineer that. He was very suggestible given a few sexual inducements. I think the fembots will take.