I also attached long bright pink nails to my fingers.I then made some cleavage and put on my neon pink bikini. I also wore some flowery sandals and a ...sarong. I packed my sunglasses, sun hat and beach bag (containing sun lotion, beach towel, water, food, etc).I looked at myself in the mirror - looked so hot, I could see my hard clit pressing against the sarong.I went out to my car and got in, I sat there hardly believing what I doing, knowing that my ever strengthening fetish was responsible for. It is a rareinstance in which someone doesn?t know what is going on in my mind. Ifanything, I may communicate too much. Sometimes I make mistakes, perhapsreacting quickly when staying back a bit may be the better course.Nevertheless, you would be hard-pressed to call me passive/aggressive. Itis 10:00 o?clock and I still have not heard from her. By now she should be at aclub on 4th St. This is the most likely place to find her on a Wednesdayevening. I pull on my boots, grab a jacket and head. He had a gray crew cut and a square face with engineer glasses on and a note pad in front of him. “We know who we report to and who reports to us. Titles just get in the way. So, what are we here to talk about?”Candace nodded to me. I took a deep breath and began.“I have developed a coating process that can make aircraft aluminum stronger than steel.” Both men looked interested, but not that intrigued. “It also appears to make it nearly 100% radar absorbent.”Both men sat up straighter. They. It was the creators's way of keeping me from running the batteries dry. They had tweaked me, since I was the first robo dummy with a mind of her own. The Bosses were already sorry they had built me I suspectedThey had a ton of money and had made a lot of promises based on me, now they couldn't afford to just lose me. At least not till I did more than sneak out to visit a bar. Yes I had done that.I danced, I drank beer, I got felt up, which was a total bore. The funny thing was I remembered how.