The nylon stockings seem to make them look even more interesting. Wonder what Davie Farlough would say if he could see me now. Kind of pleased with my...self. I sort of look like one of the ladies in the magazine my cousin Billy showed me awhile back.Too bad I have to ruin the whole look with this stupid dress, gloves and shoes. I hope 'no one' sees me wearing them!I look up when the nurse steps out of the back room. She is 'very' nice looking. Her snug uniform seems a little tight and doesn't. Throwing back the covers, Cathy threw on a dressing gown and started for the bathroom. After only a few steps however, she stopped short, her eyes widening as she felt the fluid from her nest oozing down her legs. Collecting some with her fingers, she examined it, expecting a feminine discharge, but what met her eyes, fingers and sense of smell was the unmistakable texture and odor of..."MY GOD! her mind shrieked, IT WAS REAL! But how? Why? Did he really come through the mirror?She whirled to. Well, one day I learned the truth about my little minx.I was working in the attic on some ventilation ducts and had removed the vent covers in the bedroom. I heard voices down the hall and Jean and her friend Gerta walked in the bedroom. With the heating vent cover off and me in the attic I could see everything going on in the room. Then I got the surprise I had not expected, Gerta and Jean embraced and exchanged a passionate French kiss, as my wife fondled Gerta’s ample breasts as she. "Those are the rules. This is a family-oriented place, you know."Well, it made a certain amount of sense. Sex bots were made for sex, not for strolling about town. Still, Marti couldn't help but feel disappointed. She walked along the sidewalk, trying to ignore the stares of the people around her. She saw a Greek restaurant and headed towards it. It had been years since Martin had Greek food. There wasn't a restaurant near his apartment that delivered, and he practically never went.