Over the next two hours, she worked endlessly, standing up and putting pieces into a funny looking machine.After a few hours she looked at the machine... to see it coming together. It was a metallic man, a robot, an automaton. You may ask what an automaton is; it is a machine built in the likeness of a human being. Eleanor had one last piece to add to her creation. From her desk, she pulled out a long cylindrical tube with a bulbous tip. She screwed the tube to the automaton, between its legs.She. ..in my room? Plus that's where I have my......" I couldn't understand his mumblings."What did you say?" I asked."Um, my condoms..." he was actually blushing. "We REALLY have to be careful, you know?" He extended his hand to me and I took as I got up. He then led me to his room, which, not surprisingly was tidy and well organized. He closed the door and locked it and smiled at me. "Mom and Dad aren't supposed to be home until Sunday, but you never know."He then put out several candles and lit. "Hello, Ace. How are you?" Instantly, he replied. "Friend me, girl. I need you." Leila 'friended' him. "Miss me, baby?" he asked. "No, I haven't," she said. "I've moved on. I'm married now. What about you?" "Ha, ha, ha, married? Are you kidding me. A hot slut like you?" "Don't laugh! I'm not like that anymore," Leila said. "Once a cock slut, always a cock slut. Why are friending me, if you aren't? Shouldn't you be sucking your husband's little dick?" "God, you were always such a asshole," Leila. Not to mention I had no shoes. I poured myself adrink and sat down for a while to gather my thoughts. Nothing tragic, Ithought, since Helen was going to the shops any day now, she'd just pickup a pair of jeans along with the other clothes and by the end of theweek, we'd go to my place and get all of my stuff. Feeling better, I wenton with my chores.I was folding up the lingerie I had dumped in the drawer the nightbefore, so I didn't hear her come in. She startled me in the bedroom."Hello!" she.