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From: "Simple Man" <Simple@hotmail.com>
Subject: {ASSM} "Robin II" (fantasy)
Date: Sun,  8 Jun 2003 18:10:05 -0400
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[What would you do if you could buy a little girl for your own pleasure?
Would you love her or just ravish her little body?  What if she was not
real?  What would you do then?  Put the women and children to bed and grab a
cold one, and go on a journey in the mind of a simple man.]



Robin II

{ASSM} (fantasy)



By Simple Man





Forever linked to the Cray supercomputer by wireless RF signals, Robin I
transmitted everything that she experienced.  When the analysis on her data
was run, fully 98 percent of her usage was involved in sex.  This was no
surprise to the researchers that built her and it was the single reason they
had gone to such realistic detail in the design of her body.  They correctly
figured that a child that would never complain about being fondled and
touched and even raped would be something most older men would try to
seduce.  The only valid complaint they had ever received about Robin I was
that she didn't sleep, and there was a lot of discussion on that.  One side
viewed that she was a machine, pure and simple and machines did not sleep!
The other side argued that she was a little girl and her human owner
probably would want her to sleep, it was natural, more the longer the child
was with the human owner the more he would not look at her as a machine.

Robin II was a newer design, designed and built with the single goal of
building a pleasure child.  Her programming was different too, she was not
loaded with the history of mankind, rather she was loaded with the mindset
of a 6 year old girl including all the mannerisms and quirks.  But perhaps
most interesting was that internally she now had a stomach, or something
like one.  The cesium power plant could use biodegradable fluids and solids
as fuel, and all of her body's openings fed to that point, in other words
she didn't need to be cleaned out and could even eat.  If the fluid level
got too high, she could urinate just like a real girl.  One way valves
designed to look and work like sphincters handled backflow prevention and
made her damn near human.  Microelectronic level sensors initiated
subprograms making her seek a toilet first, and failing that to just wet her
panties.  The cesium power plant was a newer design that detected the
alternate fuel source and used that fuel until it was gone, there was no
waste, no residue, no nothing.

An Indian woman, named Indri Moesha, programmed Robin II to be so lifelike
she would even get hungry.  Using the alternate fuel she would exist
forever, without the alternate fuel, the half life of the cesium pellet,
some several thousand years.  The new titanium bone structure was lighter
and stronger and more flexible, allowing more baby fat, so she was not as
skinny as Robin I.  Her hair color was changed to red, complete with
freckles and she was given a face that men would love at first glance.  She
laid there on the stainless steel table, the cable connected to her brain
case under a flap of almost real skin.  The massive liquid nitrogen cooled
Cray XM2 supercomputer downloaded her identity and operating code into 10
terabytes of PROM's.  132 Intel Itanium 7 GHz matched processors lay dormant
for this process.  It took nearly 4 days to complete the process.  Robin II
was not a prototype like Robin I, she was a production version.  Her
amorphous skin could even be cut and it would appear as to heal.  Her cost,
a cool million to some lucky man.

Robin II was designed to learn, much the same was a real child would, but
she would never grow and that ruled out public schools, unless you felt like
moving every few years to some new city or town.  She was so much like a
real child that she was programmed with tantrums and anger.  Indri Moesha
was a world renowned child psychologist, and it showed in Robin II's
programming.

Andrew Black was a wealthy man, owner of SouthWest Airlines, and a noted
single man with a penchant for little girls.  Robin II was carefully placed
in his path.  She walked into his executive office and crawled up into his
lap.  He was so surprised and shocked at this little girl he couldn't speak.

 "Hi Daddy!", her voice construct was perfect she sounded like a little 6
year old girl.

At that same instant, a man walked into his office and stopped in front of
his desk.

 "17-22-41"

Robin got off of his lap and stood up frozen, her eyes closed as if she was
asleep.

 "Go ahead, check her out.  Pull her panties down and finger her.  Don't
worry, you won't hurt her, she's an android."

Andrew did exactly that and added, "No fucking way, she is real, my finger
is moist, hell almost wet."

 "84-19-781"

Robin's eyes opened and she recited "Mary had a little lamb." Over and over
again.

 "84-21-781"

Robin's eyes closed again and she was silent in mid-word.

 "Go ahead, feel up her ass and anything else you like and then we'll talk."

 "How much?"

 "One million dollars, and one week of training, and she is yours forever."

Andrew agreed immediately and the training date was set.

 "17-24-41"

Robin's eyes opened again and she moved toward her Daddy, wrapping her arms
around him.

 "Hi Mr. Miller, its nice to see you again, this is my Daddy!"

 "Hello Robin, I have been talking with your Daddy and he is a nice man."

 "Thank you Mr. Miller, I think so too."

 "7-5-18"

Robin pulled up her panties and moved quietly to the door and left the room
making her way the van parked outside.  When she arrived she was examined
from head to toe and scanned for recent brain activity.

 "She will not be permitted to be with you unattended until you have
completed your training course.  I look forward to seeing you next week
after your funds clear our bank."

For all intensive purposes Robin was shut off, the trinary code overrode
everything and though it was mainly for diagnostic uses, it could serve for
other uses as well.

Sloan Kettering Institute's artificial intelligence campus was a large
sprawling complex of laboratories and manufacturing facilities located in
Groton Connecticut.  Building 21 was the microbiology center and that's
where the week of training would take place.  The AI campus was largely
funded by government grants and the Feds saw no reason they could not make a
little profit from their research.  Ultimately the newest concept of soldier
would come of this and they had learned that profit drove innovation better
than anything else.  They would watch Robin very closely and her sisters
too.

Andrew Black got up and wiped the sleep from his eyes, stretched and climbed
out of bed.  Into the kitchen for some coffee and then into the shower.  He
was excited, this was to be his first day of training with that wonderful
android little girl and he wondered just what the training would be all
about.  He would find out a little over 4 hours from now.

Building 21 was alive with bustling researchers and technicians.  Robin
walked into Conference Room 3 and stepped into the glass cubical.  The front
sheet of glass silently slid down in front of her and she was warmly lighted
from above and below.  Her body was naked and she stood there unmoving, her
eyes closed.  The conference room was lighted with soft blue floods that
gave Robin a center stage appearance. Dr. Indri Moesha entered and placed
her briefcase on the conference table.  Moving to the nearest wall, she
pressed a small button below a nameplate that read "OPEN VIEW".  The
adjacent wall slid down into the floor revealing a glass wall, behind which
was the Cray XM2, a semicircle of glassed-in area that looked like it might
be an aquarium.  The blue tinted liquid nitrogen covered the core processors
and circuits and it was illuminated from below.  Along the side of the
glassed-in area was it's name.

CRAY Research, Inc.

Model XM2-1033

Eau Claire, Wisconsin

In all, it was very impressive for a 2.3 million dollar computer and even
boasted a leather covered seating area inside the curved glass that covered
cables as they descended below the floor to the far reaches of the campus.
On the wall behind the Cray a screen came to life and the following message
was displayed.

>Diagnostics completed on Robin 287461.

>Return code is 0

>

>Beginning diagnostics on Robin 287462.

>

The Cray was running diagnostics on 74 Robin's with serial numbers in the
287 class, numbers 461 through 535.  Every girl was the same internally but
externally looked different yet all very pretty.  One major reason for the
training was something not really obvious at first, but you just did not
want to take a child and suddenly thrust her onto an unknown man.  So in
essence, the training was to let the child have an imprint of her man's
mindset and make uniting them quite natural.  Basically it was the same as
her growing up with him until this minute when he picked her up.  There
would be history between them and that was important.  In addition, the man
would have to learn about her construction and the danger areas to watch out
for.  Plus there were mandatory checkups and maintenance requirements at set
stages.  A week was barely enough time for an adoption like this, but they
would just have to do it in that time frame.

Indri left the room for a cup of tea, having 2 more hours before the
scheduled meeting.  Taking her cup of tea, she went to her office to enjoy
her own Robin 287425.  Indri Moesha was a lesbian and her Robin was sexually
aggressive with her and held all the traits of a lesbian as well.  A great
deal of research was gained by this gay relationship and management
permitted it to the point of providing quarters for the two of them on
campus.

The helicopter circled the campus once and settled down on the big H in the
vast grass lawns, it's whirling blades slowing and coming to a stop.  A
small little girl came running up and took Andrew's hand as he got out of
the aircraft.

 "Hi Mr. Black, I'll take you to your meeting now."

Robin 287441 was negro and every bit as pretty with her tight curly hair and
braids.  Along the way they met Robin 287432, a charming little Chinese girl
picking flowers from a gigantic flower bed, her father not far off tending
to the beautiful floral garden.  It was impossible for Andrew to know that
they were not live children.  He walked along, almost dragged by the
energetic little girl as they made their way to Building 21.

Indri Moesha greeted Andrew and ushered him into the conference room, then
waited for him to come to grips with what he saw.  She studied his reaction
in a clinical way, and it was what she wanted, total and complete shock and
amazement.  They sat down at the conference table, Indri, Andrew and the
little negro girl.  Indri introduced Andrew to Bethany (Robin 287441) and to
herself as well.  Behind them the Cray flashed messages on the display.  It
took 28 minutes to scan the 480 miles of circuits in each Robin.

Indri began, "Bethany is a construct, or android if you prefer that word.  I
take it that you could not tell that she was not just a live pretty little
girl?"

 "No, its amazing!"

 "Andrew would you please expose your penis!  Bethany please take off your
clothes and suck on Mr. Black's cock!"  They both did as they were told and
Andrew had this little negro child's lips around his cock and she was
sucking him off in a hurry.

 "Ok Bethany stop now and remove his cock from your mouth.  Andrew, please
notice her salvia is coating your penis and her mouth is very wet.  Ok
Bethany, finish him off."

Bethany sucked and sucked and Andrew flooded her mouth with more than he
thought he ever could.

 "Lesson number one, they have bodily fluids, saliva, lubricants and so on.
These come from specially designed reservoirs that need to be replenished
over time.  You can call it maintenance if you like, but we call it a visit
to the doctor's office, once a year.  Do you understand?"

 "I think so."

 "Bethany, did you swallow all of Mr. Blacks sperm?  Very good, now let Mr.
Black finger your pussy."

The child spread her legs and Andrew felt her up a little before pushing his
finger into her wet hole, the child winced in pain and tears fell down her
brown cheeks as her hymen was ruptured.

 "Real enough for you, Andrew?"

 "Oh don't stop Mr. Black keep doing me, it feels so good."

His finger was covered in blood as he fucked his finger into her slippery
hole as far as he could, the girl moaning in pleasure from being violated.

 "Now Bethany, shake hands with Mr. Black.  17-51-12"

The grip on his hand was like a vise being screwed closed.  The pain was
intense and lasted five full seconds before the child released the grip and
shook his hand as a child would.

 "Lesson number two, they are incredibly strong, being a machine.  Don't
ever forget this.  Ok Bethany, please get dressed."

Andrew was taken to a lab and laid down on a contoured chair, his head
shaved and a skull cap attached.  A cable was attached to the skull cap and
Andrew was given an injection which put him to sleep almost immediately.
The technician sat at the terminal and typed in the command, "ASSIMILATE"
and for the next three days the Cray decoded the essence of Andrew,
converted it to code base instructions and fed them to Robin.  An
intravenous tube was attached to his arm and both sleeping medication and
nourishment was supplied constantly at a slow rate.

It was the morning of the fourth day and Andrew was asleep in a bed with
little Robin cuddled tight against him, she appeared to be sleeping too, her
chest rising and falling in slow breathing cycles.  They were both naked.
Andrew's eyes slowly came open and he became aware that he was naked and not
alone.  Beside him slept the most perfect child he had ever seen, she was
absolutely beautiful laying there naked.  Thousands of little girl's bodies
had been studied and the best features, the ones that men liked, were used
to create Robin.  Tiny puffy nipples, a round and curvy butt, shapely legs
and thighs, slightly curving hips, wide set pelvis and a vaginal mound that
was more than just prominent.  Her arms were long ending in tiny fingers,
her face desirable by any man, framed by the softest red hair one could
imagine.  Her complexion of freckles made her adorable.  Andrew began
rubbing her backside and the child awoke.

 "Morning Daddy."

Andrew leaned over and kissed her right on her lips.  Robin put her arms
around his neck and kissed him back passionately, programming had already
made her aware of his desire for her little body.  Andrew leaned back and
brushed the hair from in front of her face and looked at her for a moment
before kissing her again.  Moving down to her chest he sucked her nipples
and Robin became excited, her breathing rate increased and she pushed her
chest into his face, hungry for more of his mouth on her little body.  His
hand moved between her legs and she spread them, giving her Daddy better
access to her sex.  His fingers probed the delicate tissue of her vulva and
Robin sighed with pleasure as her lubricants began wetting her.  Rising to
his knees, he scooted up and offered his cock to her open mouth.  Robin
sucked him like she had for the past three years, getting him wet and slick
with her saliva.  She stopped sucking and Andrew moved back and hoisted her
legs over his and pushed his cock into the soft wet lips of her vagina.  His
cock rubbed her slit making the little girl shiver with excitement, and then
now at the right angle and position he entered her stretching hole.

Andrew did not know what to expect, Robin was already better than he could
imagine any other girl to be.  His cock pushed into her wetness and came up
to a barrier, her hymen was still intact, a little more pushing and Robin
began to cry, gritting her teeth, she was obviously in pain.  Her hymen was
actually a specially constructed balloon of a fragile nature filled with
stage blood for this one and only first time.  He felt it rupture and Robin
cried out as his cock pushed past her no longer virgin barrier.  He felt the
heated blood and withdrew his cock, now coated with the virgin blood of this
little girl and pushed it back into her all the way.  Robin sniffled, her
cheeks wet with her tears as she felt her Daddy fuck in and out of her, his
hands on her butt cheeks pulling her close as he entered her stretched hole
over and over again.  She tried to wrap her legs around him but she was too
small and her legs too short.  She pulled at his hair and seemed to climb
ever higher into her impending orgasm.  Indri watched through the one way
glass mirror and smiled at her handiwork, better than a real child, she
thought.

Dr. Indri Moesha had insisted that there had to be fluids in the Robin's and
put up quite a struggle to get her way.  The "visits to the doctor's office"
was her way of seeing to it that the costly fluids were replenished every
year and management saw dollar signs and overruled all objections to the
contrary.  The addition of these fluids was a project in and of itself as
researchers struggled with not how to do it, that part was simple enough,
but how would they be able to refill the many reservoirs?  If they made an
opening in the android it would not be watertight and that's when the
sphincters were developed.  At that point they went nuts and developed the
rest of the fluidic system as well since the synthetic sphincters solved
many problems, and that of course gave rise to the Robin's ability to take
in biodegradable food and liquids like a real child.  At this point the
Robin's were so close to human that a whole new logic system needed to be
developed just to deal with what this all meant.

Andrew fucked his daughter gently but firmly driving the child into delirium
before his balls let loose and flooded her with sperm.  The programming code
it took for the child to have an orgasm filled 127 gigabytes of costly
memory and was undoubtedly the most complex program she had.  Robin 287403
which they affectionately called "The Love Bug" was fucked repeatedly until
they had it right.  They actually had to tone it down a bit, after all, she
was supposed to be a little girl, and the raging orgasms she had were
something little girl's were simply not capable of.  Indri had the most fun
watching the men with the android and let them play while she toned down the
code to allow the little girl just to faint after getting all flustered.
Robin reacted just as she had been designed to do, she heaved to and fro and
fainted, her Daddy's spendings warming her insides.

Robin layed there apparently asleep, her amorphous skin could be any color
desired with a low voltage highly controlled electric current, and Robin's
face and chest held a flushed look that gradually dissipated.  The limpness
of her body required only stopping the servo motors, it was all too real.

Friday, Robin was taken to one of the microbiology labs and given an
examination.  They checked for metal fatigue, abnormal internal temperatures
and the "furnace" as they called it.  This was the part of Robin that took
all biodegradable ingestion and converted it to reactor fuel.  They check
memory usage and found that another 26 gigabytes of experience was recorded.
The Cray scanned the hundreds of miles of circuits for faults.  Her fluidic
reservoirs showed full.  Robin was in perfect health.

In the conference room, Dr. Indri Moesha opened her briefcase and removed
the instruction book, laying it on the table.  It was nearly three inches
thick and contained everything about Robin that was not secret or
classified.  When Andrew arrived, he sat down and Indri opened the book to
the trinary code section.

 "This one, 5-5-5, if you learn nothing else, remember this.  It is the
shutdown code.  It is final or death if you prefer.  All of Robin's memory
will be lost and short of bringing her back here, she will not reactivate.
Do you understand this?"

 "Why would this even be needed?"

 "Mr. Black, you see a pretty little girl, quite capable of giving you
pleasure, but inside the pretty exterior is a machine, a nuclear powered
machine, failsafe measures are in place for her cesium reactor and should
anything go wrong she will move to a safe place and self destruct, but that
is not all.  Her small tiny little girl body, has more power and strength
than you could ever imagine.  All of this was necessary to simply make her
walk like a human.  You have no idea how difficult this was to accomplish.
This instruction book explains it all, should you care for some light
reading sometime.  If you remember anything, NEVER approach her without
letting her sensors detect you, and that is the reason for 5-5-5."

 "Why, what would happen?"

 "There are more than 32,000 sensors arranged in a grid that give her
awareness.  It is tied to her experience memory, anything that is outside
that experience while alone will trigger self defense power.  Now understand
what "alone" means, it means you and her, you are the only one, besides us,
that has a domain trust with her.  Remember the three days of assimilation?
Well that's exactly what this was for.  A sudden presence detected by
proximity sensors without the time to identify domain trust and you have a
nightmare on your hands if you live through it.  Do I make myself clear?"

 "How could something so small as Robin be that dangerous?"

 "Two months ago a researcher took off his shoes because I supposed his feet
hurt, I will really never know for sure, he walked up behind a Robin a
little too quickly.  The lab had many RF circuits activated and her
processing time was slowed.  When her proximity sensors sensed his approach
his domain trust had not been acknowledged, she turned to defend herself and
her arm punched clean through his body snapping his spine as it exited his
back.  Robin's don't feel genuine sorrow and this Robin simply went to the
washroom to clean up her arm before returning to exactly where she was
before."

 "She could do that with her bionic powers?"

 "Mr. Black, you watch too many in-flight movies.  She is not bionic,
dammit, she is a machine.  More than a hundred thousand steel fibers, some
no larger than a human hair, with the capacity to remember their original
shape are electrically charged at the exact instance needed, when charged
the fibers contract because all their molecules are forced in-line with each
other and it takes up less space.  That action is nearly instantaneous and
multiplied by thousands of steel fibers, creates deadly force.  Consider
Robin reaching her hand out to you, maybe a hundred steel fibers were
involved with that move, now imagine all 3,000 steel fibers in her arm
working at once, the power is awesome.  The movement is the same, the power
level unstoppable."

The door opened and Robin came in dressed in a frilly pink dress, quite
short I might add, there was a lot of leg and thigh to see.  She was
beautiful.  It was nearly time to leave, and Robin took my hand and skipped
to the helicopter pad, her beautiful red hair flowing in the summer wind,
freckles alive with color.  More than 130 researchers and technicians lined
the velvet grass to wave goodbye, I felt like crying.  A soft voice came to
my ear, "Don't worry Daddy, we will come back again!"  She was right of
course, a child needs a yearly doctor's checkup.

The aircraft was checked over by a careful pilot, the familiar logo of SK on
its sides, big, beautiful and jet black with green symbols, the rotors
started their slow acceleration to take off speed.  We climbed aboard and
took our seats.  We were going home, my little girl and me.  "Robin!"  "Yes
Daddy."  "I want to change your name to Anna, would that be alright with
you?"  "Of course its alright with me, I like that name, thank you Daddy."
The Cray recorded the name change and resumed what it had been doing.  "Oh
Daddy, I'm so happy we are going home.  Will Scruffy be there to greet us?"
It was amazing, we had history, this beautiful little red headed bundle of
love and me.

The flight took just under 45 minutes and finally come to land at 21
Lexington Place on the green lawns overlooking the Potomac Harbor.  Anna and
I got off the aircraft and made our way to the limousine a short distance
away.  Anna was wide eyed and wonderful as she took in the vistas of
Southington Mansion.  Ahead of the car, 150 plus of the finest domestic help
assembled on the lawn to greet the master of the house and his new daughter.
As she crawled from the back seat with me right behind her, a little dog
with it's tail waging to and fro trotted into view.  He cocked his head to
one side in study and decided she was okay, then in a running leap he jumped
into the girl's arms and began licking her face.  "Scruffy!"  She hugged the
dog as if she had loved him all her life.  With many crowding around her
welcoming her home, I stopped, wondering in amazement if she was not real
after all.

Finally alone now, she walked into my room and perched herself on my lap,
her arms wrapped themselves around my neck, her lips moved to meet mine.
She opened the instruction book that lay on my bed and found the trinary
code section. Her lips kissed me with such passion I almost fainted myself.
"Here, this one.  Say this one and we will really be alone tonight, it shuts
off my RF signal.  I want to be alone with you especially tonight."  She was
acting unusual, nothing like I had been told, she was being romantic and
just a little more loving on her own than I expected.  Plus her wanting to
lose connection with the Cray was blowing my mind.

She removed her shoes and socks and her frilly pink dress slid to the floor.
Moving deliberately she pressed one of her puffy nipples into my mouth.  How
they made her taste like a little girl was something never covered at the
Institute, and I no longer cared.  I nursed on her little nubbins like a
baby while she cooed her love for me into my ear, my hands wrapped around
her perfect butt cheeks.

 "Oh yes, Daddy, suck on my breasts, make them tingle.", she moaned out
loud.

With a speed only a machine could have, she unbuttoned my shirt and pulled
it off of my shoulders, her wet hairless little pussy now pressed against my
stomach.  I wanted to lick her baby pussy and suck on the puffy lips of her
labia, drink the young fluids only a child can produce.  As if she could
read my mind she got up and hooked her legs over my shoulders, pressing her
very ready pussy to my mouth as she held on to the back of my head to keep
from falling.  The taste of her wetness was powerful and erotic and she
mewed like a kitten as I sucked on her ample sex.  The distinct smell of a
little girl aroused was unmistakable.

 "Yes Daddy, suck my pussy, its all for you Daddy."

Martha, my personal maid listened at the door, herself becoming aroused,
knowing that the little girl was having sex with the master in his own
bedroom.  No wonder he didn't take her up on any one of her many advances,
he was into little girls and she wondered where he had picked the child up
from, probably some orphanage, and the girl would probably do anything to
stay out of that place.  Imagine a grown man fucking a little girl like
that.  She hurried away to relieve her own desires.

Grinding her hips against his face she hungered for the feel of his mouth on
her dripping pussy.  Anna's little body was ready for sex and quite unlike a
real girl her age she could accommodate all of him and more, and still be
the tightest fuck imaginable.  Shaped exactly like a real girl, fully 50
percent of her program code gave her the ability to give sex to her man any
way he liked with mind-blowing pleasure, that even very few women could
manage.  The scent and taste of her vaginal fluids were painstakingly
modeled after real little girls whose mothers were handsomely paid to let
them become aroused enough to supply the original thing.

 "Oh Daddy, please fuck me now, I'm so ready and I know it won't hurt like
the last time and I just have to have you inside me."

Her face was all pouted up with more lust than I had ever seen in anyone.  I
picked her up and pulled my mouth away from her sucking pussy and licked her
baby soft inner thighs, she giggled.  Laying her down on my bed she spread
her legs wide and tilted her hips upward for easy entry.  My hard cock
pressed against her inviting hole and it was so tight I didn't think it
would go in, matter of fact, I don't remember the last time her being this
tight.  A little more effort and the head of my cock gained entry, Anna
moaned a deep guttural sound as it slipped past her opening.  Her little
pussy hole was stretched so tight I thought she might split open and bleed
all over the place.

 "You got it in Daddy!  Now push hard, all the way into me, fuck me like I
know you want to, you won't hurt me this time, fuck me Daddy.

I plowed into the tightest most slippery pussy I have ever been in.  The
whole eight inches disappeared into her body and she was groaning, squealing
and grunting like a little pig.  I lost it completely and started reaming
her like a crazed animal, the delicious tightness of her pussy was sucking
me deeper, ever deeper into her frail little body.  Even if it killed her
she was going to give me the best fucking in my lifetime.  On and on I went
pounding my enraged cock into her like it was punishment, but it just drove
her higher and higher until she felt the pulse come from the base of my cock
and the sperm flood into her waiting womb, she flushed red and fainted.  I
had to rest for a moment, I was breathing so heavily that I could not catch
my breath.

When Anna came to, she had a dreamy look on her face that can only come from
making love.  She rubbed her eyes to shake off the short sleep and sat up.
Smiling enticingly, she already knew she had given me the best fuck of my
lifetime, for that was exactly what she had been created for.  No real girl
or woman could ever hope to match her skill and passion.  And had it not
been for the fact that Dr. Indri Moesha was a lesbian herself, Anna would
have never known how to please a man.

 "Daddy, say those number now, will you."  I wiped the sweat from my
forehead and tried to speak clearly, 14-28-109, nothing happened!  "Its
gone.", she said.  The RF link with the Cray had been terminated, and Anna
had a gleam in her eyes that hinted of trouble.

She took my hand and placed it low on her tummy.  "Press in here, what do
you feel?"  It felt kind of hollow I told her.  "That's right, it is hollow
and that where I'm going to have your baby!"  I thought maybe she had fried
some of her circuits with all that hot sex, but that was not the case, she
went on.

 "My cesium power plant is a nuclear furnace, shielded by an iridium casing
that makes me safe to be around living things.  It also provides a very low
negative voltage that makes my amorphous skin live.  But there is much more,
my body contains a womb which you just filled with live sperm, the DNA in
your sperm is you, all of you.  Now I cannot have your baby in the
traditions sense, but I can clone you and make a baby quite easily.  The
Cray told me how to do it and nobody else knows, not even the other Robin's.
That is why I wanted to stop the connection to the Cray for just a little
while.  I'll need to eat certain foods to build a placenta for the baby and
I'll give you a list.  When the time comes I will show you how to deliver
our baby."

I was almost in tears, this pretty little girl wanted to have my baby, and
underneath that pretty red hair was a brain of unlimited capacity, she was
still intelligent like a little girl, but she was also a machine that
understood every fiber and part of her body completely.  I was dumbstruck
and had to believe every word she said.

 "You better say the number to re-connect me before the Cray gets
suspicious."  I fumble with the book and she took it from me turning to the
exact page.  "This one, say this one Daddy."  I tried to collect my thoughts
and mumbled the code, 14-28-0, again there was nothing visible that
occurred.  "I'm connected again."  She knelt down, her lips closing on my
flaccid cock, she took me into her mouth and let me get erect again, I could
feel myself down deep in her throat.  The Cray registered nothing in it's
log, such interruptions common on RF channels.  She sucked and sucked and
sucked some more, tireless, she sucked with her throat and her mouth
draining everything I ever had in my balls into her.  She left me happy and
dead tired, her cum soaked lips kissing mine all the while cooing how much
she loved me.  I was in love with her and I didn't care what she was any
longer, she was going to have my baby,  but when?  I pulled up the covers
and crawled under them, my baby girl with me.

 "Goodnight Daddy, pleasant dreams."

Anna walked through the house and into the kitchen in route to the carport
outside where I was waiting for her.  The concept of shopping meant nothing
to her and as far as she was concerned the frilly pink dress was utility
enough to cover her body until it wore out and she had to get a new one.
Martha stopped her.

 "So you are the famous Anna that fucks the master?"  Martha was drunk!
Anna calmly looked at the 24 year old woman and reached for the hand that
held on to her menacingly.  Martha could feel her fingers being crushed
together as if her hand was in a vise.  I stood in the kitchen doorway and
watched the whole thing.

 "You're fired, get your things and get out!"

Martha staggered away holding her now painful hand.  Nothing registered on
Anna's face and she turned and walked toward me.  I knelt down and pushed
the pretty hair from in front of her eyes and then kissed her.  Her arms
went around my neck and she gave me another of those passionate kisses that
I will never get used to.  As we walked to the car I saw Martha being
dragged into the gardener's shed, most of her clothes already having been
ripped from her.  The huge black man that had her by the neck left her
dangling like a puppet.  News travels fast around here.

I pulled the Jag away from the carport and we were on our way.  Anna's hair
flowed in the breeze and with her freckles she looked stunning and
childlike.  Once, her little dress caught the wind and flipped it up into
her face, she giggled, but I quickly noticed that the dress was all she had
on and it got me hard for her again.  As she patted her dress back into
place she smiled at me, knowing that I wanted her again.  I slowed the Jag
to a stop and leaned over pulling up her dress,  Anna had a surprised look
on her face that was just darling.  I rubbed her little tummy and leaned
over to kiss it.

 "Are you pregnant yet honey?"

 "No, not yet, but you sound like your excited by it too, and I want so much
for you to be."

She looked at me with those cow eyes and I just melted.  I started the Jag
again and drove a short distance further.  We were still on my land and I
pulled into a small turnout where there was a picnic table amidst a tranquil
and beautiful setting.  The gardener often ate his lunch here, but today he
was eating elsewhere and I needed my little girl again.  Again parking and
shutting off the Jag, I lifted this wonderful creature and carried her to
the picnic table where she layed back and spread her legs hoping to get
lucky again.  Her lubricants were running down her thighs and I just took
her like that, stroking in and out of her super tight pussy and listening to
her constant devotion to me.

 "Go deeper Daddy, put it all inside me, fuck your little girl and knock me
up."

You did what!!!  You sold Robin 287461?  You idiot!!!  Dr. Indri Moesha felt
like curling up into a little ball and rolling away.  Robin 287461 was not
one of the production versions of the 287 series, she was  a newer prototype
and you have to get her back and I don't care how you do it.  Why, what's so
different about her and why wasn't I told of her.  HER!!!  What the hell do
you think we are doing here, raising children?  If you must know she was
supposed to be kept pretty secret.  Well, she cowered before her boss, you
called it a her?  Okay, listen good, she was further enhanced to be a
surrogate mother, do you know what that is?  Of course I know what that is,
I'm a doctor!  She has a womb and a supply of real eggs and she can ovulate,
does that give you some idea of the trouble we are in if we don't get her
back?

Anna was in heaven as her Daddy made love to her and she anxiously awaited
his next supply of life giving sperm, but she wanted to make it special for
him like the last time.  Her tight pussy sucked him so hard and coated his
rigid cock with little girl goo.  She humped back at him driving all he
could give her deep inside her little body.  He groaned with pleasure and
emptied himself into her tiny womb again.

 "Oh God, how I love you Daddy!"

 "Daddy, I got splinters in my but cheeks, will you pull them out for me?"

Anna's little ass was round and shapely with her little rosebud asshole
right smack dab in the middle but hidden by globes of prefect flesh.  I
counted three tiny slivers of wood from the picnic table and remove each one
slowly kissing her beautiful ass to make it all better.

 "Now don't go getting any ideas Daddy, we will be late getting to the store
and remember you are going to buy me some clothes."

Damn, I said and she giggled and giggled, knowing all the time she would do
anything I wanted.  I stood her up and unruffled her little dress, but not
before kissing her flat tummy again.  She beamed at me like it was the best
thing in the world, and it was.

Well you might have guessed it, Anna was acting pretty normal for a child
her age and in the department store she went nuts selecting everything both
good and bad.  I didn't care, I only hoped that I could fit it all in the
Jag when she was done.

 "I'm gonna give you a special treat when we get home Daddy, you just wait
and see."

Little girls, you just gotta love them no matter how much they spend of your
money.

I had begun noticing that there were times she reasoned and spoke more like
an adult than a six year old child, still there were other times like now,
when she was absolutely a little girl.  The mix was intriguing to say the
least.  But as a man, most of what excites me is visual, not mental, and she
had plenty of visual excitement enough for me.

Dr. Indri Moesha understood Anna's logic mix, she had programmed nearly all
of them except life support.  There were core routines that were never going
to be used, like nurturing and the desire to become a mother, as these were
useless in a machine.

Dr. Simon Fennel was a 30 year old genius and the designer of the 287 series
with a romantic inclination and an eye for little girls.  Robin 287461 was
his all time favorite mainly because he was also a redhead with ample
freckles, but her face was exactly the girl he dreamed of having for a
lover.  Robin 287461 was quite special, nearly as human as a machine could
get, she had more vocal range, more facial expressions and he made her
completely female.  Fennel had always dreamed of getting a little girl
pregnant, it was his perverted fantasy, and he built that capacity into this
very special little girl at the expense of a real girl the same age,
harvesting her eggs for his one and only love.  He fully expected to be able
to keep her as the others did with their projects, but somehow she slipped
through the security and came up on the production side of things.  Too
afraid to say anything he did nothing, they would all find out about it soon
enough.

Anna lived, she may have an assembled body, but she also carried living
tissue and support reservoirs to keep that living tissue alive.  When the
built in miniature gas chromatograph detected the proper chemical makeup in
her womb, she would ovulate.  Anna could have a baby, and would have one,
there was no doubt about it.

Fennel told the story about cloning and management bought it for some reason
they didn't explain.  He was off the hook and that's how the Cray learned of
it and Anna too.  Since it was about just one of the Robin's, it never went
any farther.  He kept his job.  Picking up his lunch pail he headed for the
lunch room and sat down nervously looking around.  Moesha looked about the
same with a string of spaghetti hanging from her lips as her eyes scanned
the room.  There would be hell to pay around here and they both knew it.

Jesus Christ, its Andrew Black!  Have you any idea how wealthy that man is?
If he has the girl it will be tough as hell to get her back if she has
already put out for him.  And it's a pretty good bet that she already has,
that's what she was built for.  Fenton Cosgrow fingered his chin.  As lead
attorney for Sloan Kettering he tried to weigh the problem out but it made
no sense, so what, he thought, let Mr. Black have the girl, just build
another!  He correctly figured they were not telling him the whole story.

Once in the Jag again, Anna made certain I had a good view of her charms in
all their glory.  She even fingered herself, feeding me her tasty fluids
with her fingers, knowing I could not resist anything that came from her
body.  She had a way of making me want her all the time.  To say she was
sexy, well that was true, but it was something more than that and I could
not put my finger on it what it was.

I pulled the Jag into the carport and saw the gardener running our way.  He
stopped by the car somewhat breathless but with a warm smile on his face.
"Iss mmissy Aanna ookkay?  NNott hhurt?", he stuttered with genuine concern.
Anna looked at the giant black man with a warmth that returned his smile.
"Yes, thank you, I am fine.  And how are you today?"  "Ohhh, II'mm ffine
ttoo.", he responded with a toothy grin.

 "Go ahead Freeman, you can hold her if you want."  The giant and kind
hearted man reached in and lifted Anna as if she weighed nothing at all into
his arms.  She looked like a little white doll as she sat on his powerful
black arm, her arm around his massive neck.

 "Pprrettty ggrirll.", he said and Anna blushed.  She was only letting him
hold her because I said it was alright to do so.  Anna kissed his cheek and
the behemoth blushed as well, only it was much harder to see.  Freeman put
the child down on her feet and rubbed the spot where she had kissed him.  He
had a God awful big smile on his face, but said nothing and turned around,
walking away.  Freeman had been with me for a long time and the lawns and
gardens looked the way they did because of him, he had a down to earth
manner about him and he was very protective and faithful to me, and now Anna
too.

We lugged in all the packages and I had to stop Anna from carrying too many
because it just didn't look right, but she caught my meaning quickly and I
ended up making several trips.  Sitting on the edge of my bed I watched her
undress again.  God she was beautiful, the softest little curves, void of
any body hair that mattered, full kissable lips and her legs, thighs and
hairless mound so shapely it made my mouth water just looking at her, then
combine all that with high rounded ass cheeks and you have what all men like
me want, a little girl that is your lover.

Word had spread about Martha and what she did to little innocent Anna, and
the beating that Freeman had given her.  Anna was now considered my daughter
and afforded all the courtesy and service they afforded to me, actually a
little more because she was a little girl.  I had some business to attend to
in my study and Anna made a survey of the house.  Entering the kitchen, the
cook, Greta, was fixing lunch for the staff and offered Anna some milk and
fresh baked cookies.  Anna declined but told the cook she would take a
regular yogurt.  It was promptly provided and she sat down at the table and
ate it while watching Greta work.  Greta was tickled to death that the child
stayed and watched her and talked to her constantly while she worked.  Of
course it never entered Greta's mind that Anna had asked for and was eating
a cultured food product that contained life building bacteria.  Amino acids
were next and she requested sushi for dinner.  You would not believe the
scramble, like it was a national emergency, to obtain sushi by half the
staff.  It is enough to say the kitchen was soon stocked with yogurt and
fresh fish because these were something the child liked, and they were going
to not only protect her but give her what she wanted.

Scruffy loved Anna, even though she was not human, but he would never tell
anyone.  Anna spent time with him and petted him, scratching behind his ears
that he loved so much.  Everyone loved Anna, the master's daughter, and
everyone knew we were lovers as well, ever since the new maid changed the
sheets in the master bedroom.  The telltale remains of sexual fluids dried
into the sheets, rich in the aroma from a little girl was unmistakable.
Like I said, news around here travels very fast.  The women from my staff
took a special interest in Anna and the child understood both their concern
and intentions, to the point of listening to their advice of how to please
me, if she needed anything, and an offer to bathe her clean afterwards.  It
went in one ear and out the other, Anna placated them, and they loved it.

The electrical system of the Rolls was giving my garage man, actually
general all around handy man, fits since he could not find the problem.  I
had to listen to his frustration one too many times and decided again to
call an old friend of mine.  He lived a fair distance away in New Mexico
near the Arizona border, but Dave was as good as they get with automotive
electrical systems, a damned genius in fact.  If he could not fix the Rolls,
then it could not be fixed, period and I'd get rid of the car and get a new
one.  The call took only a few moments as Dave was not one of those lengthy
talkers, actually a man of few words.  He agreed to come look at the problem
and we left it at that.  I sent the Learjet to fetch him and went on with my
life.  I wanted to use the Rolls for a special occasion with Anna, you see,
although its kind of silly, I wanted a date with her, I knew she would say
yes and well, I just wanted it special, that's all.

I hung up the phone and noticed the message light blinking.  Pushing the
buttons Ameritech fed me the message.

 "First message, sent today at 1:53 PM. This is Dr. Indri Moesha calling.
There is a real important issue that needs resolving, can you return here
with Robin?  Call me at 1-800-302-6649 right away."  End of message, to
delete this message press 7, there are no more messages, to return to the.",
I pressed 7 and hung up the phone waiting for the blinking to go out.  I
thought it best to call Beth, my attorney and the only other female that
really meant anything to me.

Beth was a fresh young attorney right out of Harvard Law School and sharp as
a tack, she was also very pretty, her flaming red hair pulled back into an
enticing pony tail.  Her breast were not large, but adequate, giving her a
shape most men would die for.  Long sensuous legs and equally sensuous
thighs, she was gorgeous, and not the least bit interested in men.  There
was a story here, one that I might get to the bottom of one day, but for now
there was Anna's protection I worried about.

 "Beth, this is Andrew Black.  I believe that I may need your services
again.  Are you free for dinner tonight here at Southington?"

 "Wonderful, I'll see you here at eight then."

With my work finished for the day, my thoughts returned to Anna and I set
about finding her.  I walked from room to room but Anna was not to be found.
Finally I went to my bedroom to change clothes and clean up a bit and as I
entered the bathroom, there sat Anna naked in the bathtub happily washing
herself.

 "Wash my back, please Daddy?"

Up till now I really hadn't thought about Anna being able to get wet, much
less take a bath, but here she was, her hair all hanging down straight,
dripping water.  She was as beautiful wet as she was dry and I knelt down
next to the tub to wash her backside.  I was promptly splashed with water
and that little dickens giggled like is was all she knew how to do.  Very
funny, I told her and she giggled all the more.

 "Sorry Daddy, guess my hand slipped.", giggle, "Come on Daddy, give me a
kiss so I know your not mad at me."

Pretty soon I was laughing and the water war was on.  I threw a salvo of
waves at her and she sputtered and giggled, drowning me with her attack.
The war came to an end with no victory on either side.  I picked up the wet
girl of my dreams and carried her to my bed.  Her eyes held a sultry look
and I wasted no time stripping off my wet clothes.  Standing there at the
foot of the bed, she scooted forward and sucked in my cock, her eyes never
leaving mine.  Her little mouth stretched as she deep throated me and I
began fucking her face with gentle strokes.  No real girl her age could ever
do this and not to many women either for that matter, but it felt great and
she got her reward in four long ropes of cum.

Anna and I played around for most of the afternoon, oblivious to any other
life forms and she ended up in my lap while I read her a story.  She had all
sorts of questions and I always stopped to answer them, she was learning.
In the distance we heard the dinner bell chime and got dressed.  I made her
dress formal in one of her new outfits that showed plenty of leg and thigh.
I dressed appropriately too, knowing we had a dinner guest, though I did not
tell Anna.  Dressed she looked fantastic and I got hard again just looking
at her.  We went to the drawing room to await dinner.

Beth arrived looking better than I had ever seen, her short black dress
sported a slit on the side that went to her waist.  Such legs were never
meant to be hidden.  I appreciated her distinct look and she knew it.  Anna
was quick to my side, scanning her, deciding she was alright and took a cute
curtsy to say hello.  We moved off toward dinner.  Anna very close to me, I
had to remember she owned me and felt very protective.

Dr. Fennel had altered this one Robin just a little too much, before long
she would not even think she was not human.  It took almost a week for
everything to sync up, for every system to work properly and Anna was
working properly.  She made sure she was pressed against her daddy before
she held out her hand to shake the woman's hand so boldly offered.

They sat down at the table, Kim Lee lit the candles and turned out the
lights, oriental music filled the background.  Three Geisha arrived and
poured tiny cups of sake bowing gracefully as they went from place to place.
Beth was impressed to say the least.  Kim Lee presented his feast, the
smells of the orient wafting through the air, mountains of fresh fish of
every color, enough sushi for an army, he bowed deeply and spoke in Japanese
as he departed.  Anna stood and spoke to him in Japanese, the man bowed
deeply again and disappeared.  Anna sat down and filled her plate, then
waited for something.  He returned, at a frantic pace and provided the child
with chopsticks.  A mild conversation developed between them in Japanese and
then she kissed him on the cheek and bowed to him.  The old cook looked
stunned like his life had just ended, but then he just stood up and walked
back into the kitchen.

What was discussed I would not know until later.

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