What difference it make?”“It does, believe me. They can see it in my attitude, in how I respond. In the timber of my voice and my enthusiasm; in h...ow much detail I regal them with, and which details I obsess over.”A tall, thin creature with long plaited hair stood before him, its eyes twinkling with an otherworldly humor, its finger twitching with nervous anticipation, as if edgy about being judged lacking by an admitted inferior species. Strangely, that frailty made them seem almost .... “Okay Sneha, I’ll try, but I’ll probably turn bright red and won’t be able to go through with it.” I said.“You’ll do fine. Now take off your wedding ring and let’s get going.” Sneha said.“Take off my ring?” I asked.“Yes, I don’t want the students to know that the two models are my husband and my sister, and I don’t want them to know that you are married so take off your ring and when you see Triptika try to act like you don’t know her.” Sneha said.“I’ll try.” I said.I took off my wedding ring. "Ask me how I feel about you," she said softly, without breaking stride."How do you feel about me?" Everybody else, the customers, the other employees, even Mr. Walters, see me as a burger-flipping, servant bioroid. You're the only person that ever looked at me differently, that thought of me as something else. The interpersonal interaction algorithms of a bioroid are very complex, they have to be, and mine responded to you in a way that was entirely unique in my personal experience. I think. She was placed face down on the bed and a gloved finger lightly explored her tightly clenched anus to see if she could be used there. An enema was inserted with an inflating bulb inside to prevent is from slipping out. The warm herbal formula flowed into her lower belly making it tingle with its cleansing infusions. She relaxed even though she remained inflexibly bound to herself. As the temperature equalized and she drifted towards momentary dozing, her captor unclipped her feet and pulled her.