Since I will be dealing with you for many years to come, it might be beneficial if I knew more about your abilities and any limitations that you have....”“Jon, listing everything that Sharna and I can do would be an overwhelming task. It will be easier to list the few things we can’t or prefer not to do. For example, we can’t bring someone back from the dead. We can’t remold your body, but we can make a few enhancements to it that you would probably find beneficial. We can read your mind, but it. " Thank you," came the softer than normal reply."But this seems more than recent," the young woman ventured boldly, showing the depth of understanding and insight that the fembot knew she possessed. And along with it, the courage to discuss any topic. "There's a feeling of great age to it." There's a longer story there, to be sure," the fembot easily conceded. "One that we'll happily share with you someday. But for now, back to you."The woman took the proffered hint. The Empress didn't have. He once, while talking to me, let it slip that my father was an “evil, violent man.” My grandma almost killed him for that. Then she scolded him saying something like “adults do whatever they want with their lives, your daughter included. Keep the girl out of this.”“Dad, did you use to hurt mom?” I asked. “I mean, between you two, I’m not talking about domestic violence.”He looked at me baffled, and angry, as always.“Letty, it’s better if you just shut up, and I go out for my drink,” he said,. "Did I tell you to come?" Her smacked her ass again."No Sir!" She cried out as his hand came down on her ass againRick smacked her ass again and again, making her cry out each time. Then he stood back and looked at his hand print on her ass. The marks showed through the dress when she stood. They left the house and she looked around. Men and woman alike were looking at her, the woman with disgustion, the men with desire. They went shopping for clothes for her at a small shop down the street..