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LISA'S TALE PART 7: A COURTESY SUITES STORY
By DB  ( DB_Story@att.net / http://home.att.net/files/Authors/db_story/www/ )
Copyrightc 2003 by DB.
ASSM/ASFR (M/Fembot+, rom, asfr)

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- - -

Author's Note: This story was written as follow-on to EHY's 
original Courtesy Suites story.  EHY gave me permission to 
explore his idea further.  Small details may differ since 
Courtesy Suites is a chain of ultra luxury hotels offering the 
ultimate in personal service.  The original Courtesy Suites 
story, and additional adventures there as well as other of EHY's 
writings in this area, may be found at his web-site: 
http://members.fortunecity.com/asfr/control/androids.htm.

Parts 1 through 6 of this story are available at my site above.

This version has not received the usual proofreading.  Rather 
than delay it any longer I'm posting it now.  When I get my 
proofread copy back I'll post a corrected version to my web-site.

- - -

Lisa felt her owner move as Matt Samuels stirred in her arms.  It 
immediately brought her systems back on-line from the suspended 
state they entered when Matt had fallen asleep last night.  She 
involuntary queried the hotel mainframe for updated instructions. 
 Despite being disconnected from that mainframe - the one that 
gave her instructions and controlled all aspects of her life at 
Courtesy Suites - since Matt had taken her home with him the 
immutable core instructions to connect for status and an updated 
task list remained.

When no reply came back the request eventually timed out, 
allowing her systems to pick up from their last valid state.  
Although this tended to freeze Lisa's processing during this 
time, she never considered it a problem.  It was just another 
aspect of her life.  In fact it was only a few days ago that Matt 
had finally asked her about these small freezes and she explained 
what was happening.  He promised to look in to fixing it for her, 
although she didn't feel any fix was necessary.  That was just 
how Matt is when it came to her welfare.  His concern always made 
her feel good in a way she couldn't quantify.

Although Matt stirred, he had not awoken.  Lisa's memories of 
their nights together told her this was usual for him.  He would 
probably sleep another forty-five minutes before finally awaking 
in time to easily get ready for work.  Even though the last thing 
they'd talked about the previous evening had been her remaining 
attachment to the supervisory control system - i.e. mainframe - 
Lisa knew that this would probably not be something Matt would 
want to continue with first thing in the morning.

With the failure of her connection attempt to the mainframe, 
Lisa's systems were on their own until some future reconnect.  
While most of the fembots at Courtesy Suites would have soon 
stalled completely until updated instructions were received, Lisa 
was exceptional in comparison to those typical 'bots in several 
ways.

In addition to her six-feet-and-an-inch height and slim, long 
brunette hair, supermodel looks and figure that intimidated many 
men, her higher capacity power supply (necessary for her larger 
frame and weight) allowed support for extra memory.  Added to 
that was a hand-selected robot mind running at higher frequencies 
that gave her more apparent intelligence than any of the other 
'bots at Courtesy Suites, along with more time to think on her 
own after finishing all the basic tasks all robot minds must 
process.  In human equivalent terms - a robotic measure that 
attempted to equate the very different types of minds - Lisa 
rated an HEIQ of 151, putting her a tad above her more flamboyant 
fembot friend Darci's 147, and well above the 135 average for 
most 'bots at Courtesy Suites.  She and Darci had been part of an 
experiment to produce a more capable and desirable fembot.

For the blonde, very busty, five-foot-ten Darci - who resembles a 
popular child's doll suddenly super-sized into adulthood - it had 
worked well, although Darci most often used her enhanced 
abilities to successfully appear dumber than most of the men with 
whom she interacted.  As a result Darci thrived in the Courtesy 
Suites environment much better than Lisa, who couldn't pull-off 
Darci's dumb act convincingly.  Lisa and Darci themselves were 
special friends that often were requested for the same parties.

So while Darci was everyman's fantasy, it took a special man to 
see all that Lisa had to offer.  A special, secure, man, named 
Matt Samuals, who brought out in Lisa all she had to offer.  One 
who had eventually taken her away from Courtesy Suites when she 
was about to be scrapped through management incompetence.  And 
one who continued to help and encourage her to be all she could 
be.

Although Lisa's 151 HEIQ rating was exceptional, her thinking 
remained very different.  With her extra memory and optimized 
processor she excelled at tasks of information retrieval and some 
forms of logic.  She remembered every word ever spoken to her 
now. (This had not been the case before, when the Courtesy Suites 
mainframe routinely removed all confidential guest information 
from the minds of the fembots once their interaction with that 
guest was complete.)  She could pickup and continue any 
conversation from the last word spoken.  And her ability to 
quickly sort among the many facts to identify and instantly 
respond what a guest might be referring to in conversation 
greatly contributed to that HEIQ number.

Initially that IQ went to waste during the day when Matt was at 
work.  At first he worried about leaving her alone; concerned 
that she might get into trouble if not supervised.  One night he 
finally expressed that concern to Lisa.  She told him what 
commands to give her to assuage those worries.  Those commands 
would allow her to perform her morning clean up, then have her 
slip into idle mode for the rest of the day.  Both of them 
quickly agreed however that this would be a complete waste of her 
resources.

Now with Matt's help Lisa was learning how to use her built-in 
data link to query external databases.  She was often proving 
helpful now that Matt could tell her in general what he was 
looking for and she could find it during the day while he was 
gone and have a condensed report awaiting his return.

More recently he'd started calling her during the day when he 
needed something and Lisa would hunt it down and shoot the 
results back to his computer over that link.  Lisa liked being of 
use to Matt in as many ways as possible, while Matt was coming to 
appreciate how Lisa could really replace nearly every other 
laborsaving device he now relied on daily.  And she was cuter, 
with a better user interface, too.

Lisa's weak points all seemed to involve the inexpressible human 
traits of creativity and self-will.  Although Matt worked with 
her on these areas, they remained difficult for Lisa.  She was 
just not built to handle these concepts well, though she faced 
them every day now.

With forty-three minutes remaining before Matt would need her, 
Lisa's systems tried to go back into suspend mode as her core 
programming dictated.  Lisa overrode her core programming this 
time.  She wanted to use this time to organize her day ahead.  
Without the mainframe to do this for her, and with a life more 
complex than anything she had ever faced at Courtesy Suites, Lisa 
spent more compute cycles on this task than any other.

In a way she couldn't express, she loved every moment of her 
service to Matt.  Again he stirred in her arms.  Lisa's sexual 
systems came on-line, ready to respond to any need.  Although she 
stroked Matt's back softly a couple of times, he remained asleep 
and Lisa turned her sexual arousal back down.  She never resented 
the considerable amount resources it consumed when active, but 
now it was a distraction to her other thoughts.  She knew it 
would be satisfied again soon enough.

Lisa pulled Matt a little closer and waited for him to start 
another day.

- - -

Matt awoke in the arms of the most beautiful woman in the world. 
 That is exactly how he though of Lisa every time he saw her.  
And although she was the one who held him protectively every 
night, he was really the more protective of the two when it came 
to the other's wellbeing.

For one thing he insisted on daily backups.  Lisa had already had 
her memories - her whole personality - wiped once.  Fortunately 
Matt had the backup disc she had given him earlier and had been 
able to restore the majority of her mind from it.  Now he set up 
some hardware at home so that Lisa could link to and dump her new 
memories every day.  Lisa loved how Matt went to such effort to 
take care of her.  Things she never would have asked for herself. 
 He'd even said recently that he planned to go back to Courtesy 
Suites some day soon and get the remainder of her missing 
memories.  Lisa thought that was nice, although as far as she was 
concerned it was the memories with her "special friend" Matt that 
she treasured - and all those were safe now.

- - -

Recently Matt had given Lisa a new task that was causing her much 
difficulty.  It was just a simple question, and it should have 
had an equally simple answer.  Matt asked Lisa the question, and 
when she couldn't come back with a satisfactory reply, he had 
taken her remote and commanded her to answer the question to the 
best of her ability, using all her resources, and taking as long 
as she needed.

Lisa never minded being commanded by Matt.  In fact, she treated 
every request of his as a command whether he used her remote or 
not.  Satisfaction came from completing each command, and so when 
there were no commands there was no satisfaction.  This command 
had yet to generate any satisfaction however because Lisa had 
been unable to complete it to Matt's approval.

Matt had simply asked her, "What would you like to do next?"

Lisa had immediately replied, "Whatever makes you happy."

Matt declared that answer was not acceptable because it simply 
turned the question back on him.  It didn't address what made 
Lisa happy at all.

Forced by his command to her to reply, Lisa gave Matt a dozen 
more replies that he quickly demonstrated were equivalent 
variations of her first one.  Lisa's logical mind concurred.  She 
had given him the same answer in many different guises because 
that is how she had been programmed to respond to such requests. 
She was intended to please her owner.

Lisa tried every different form of answer she could generate, 
hoping to hit on the one that was right for him.  This wasn't 
much different from her adapting her sexual response to that of a 
partner, searching for what works best for them.  But while Matt 
always enjoyed the new methods and variations of sexual affection 
she easily came up with, it was not the case with this command.  
Now in order to satisfy Matt she had to come up with some 
completely new answer to this question for him.

Lisa worked on this question using her idle time cycles.  She 
hadn't yet found a new answer that she didn't quickly realize now 
was logically identical to all her previous ones.   She had to 
eventually satisfy this command however - unless Matt would 
cancel it for her - so she continued to work on coming up with 
something new.

This morning a novel thought came to her.  Lisa wondered why she 
hadn't considered using her considerable online reference sources 
to find the answer.  After all, she easily found answers for Matt 
that way once he'd put her online.  As that question formed in 
her mind she realized the reason was because no one had ever told 
her to find answers for herself that way.  When Matt commanded 
that answer from her he had intentionally set no boundaries on 
how she solved it.  After evaluating it closely Lisa decided 
there was no reason she shouldn't try this approach.  It was her 
first, truly original, idea.

As Lisa started her research, what she found kept leading her 
back to wondering how she had gotten that idea in the first 
place.  She finally backtracked the trail of computation that led 
to it and determined that an unlikely combination of fragments of 
other thoughts in her memories had combined through some seldom 
used computational routines to suggest this approach to her.

Lisa was logical, as were her designers.  To get answers to 
unexpected situations a guest might pose it was known that the 
fembot might not have time to consult the mainframe and await a 
reply.  As such her builders had included some relatively 
primitive heuristic routines to come up with new facts and 
insights built from her existing knowledge.  She rarely had 
occasion to use them.  Few of the fembots ever did.  The hundred 
thousand or so common interaction scenarios already given her 
covered almost everything likely to happen.  Frankly, most guests 
weren't all that imaginative in their demands on the staff.

However Lisa's mind ran these routines better than most.  That 
had let her expand her responses beyond the bonds of the other 
'bots.  And it was these routines that were working overtime on 
this question for her.  They had worked long and hard on it 
without a viable solution.  The more time that passed without an 
acceptable answer that would fulfill the command placed on her, 
the more these learning routines had loosened up what they were 
willing to consider.

Lisa had never been allowed to work this long on a problem 
before.  In the past the mainframe would have taken over the 
question and removed it from her command queue.  But there was no 
more mainframe, and Lisa finally figured out an answer for 
herself.  This situation had not been foreseen by her 
programmers, and it had immediate results in how Lisa saw 
herself.

As she understood the logic of what had just happened, Lisa 
grasped that the more raw data she acquired - and she had far 
more unused storage for this than the average 'bot because the 
mainframe had treated her like the rest of the staff when it came 
to filling up her memory - and the more latitude she gave 
herself, the more likely other ideas like this one could 
germinate.  She knew it was a new thought because a search of all 
her pre-loaded memories had nothing like it.  She was not 
expected to function outside of the Courtesy Suites environment 
for long, so this topic had never come up.  And because Matt - 
unlike Courtesy Suites - had removed many of the restrictions 
previously placed on her, now she could act on this new thought 
afterwards.

Within this insight that she found her answer to Matt's carefully 
crafted question.  Lisa's thoughts froze for a moment as she 
found herself forced to query the mainframe about this new 
action.  But when the request timed out as usual, she was free to 
continue based on her own rules and judgment.  And as she 
understood how the answer came to her, she was able to match it 
up with some of the research she'd done for Matt and see how she 
could rewrite these heuristic routines to be more efficient for 
her.  This was necessary to complete Matt's command.

- - -

That night Lisa had dinner waiting when Matt returned.  This was 
not unusual in and of itself.  Though she had never cooked at 
Courtesy Suites and her food skills were limited to making 
reservations, recommending wines, and sometimes hand-feeding a 
guest a meal, this was the first new skill Lisa had acquired 
after moving in with Matt.  He had located a cooking database for 
her to start with, and they'd added to it over time.  This meal, 
however, was different.

Lisa had gotten in the habit of messaging Matt in the afternoon 
asking what he'd like for dinner.  Once she got his request back 
she could order the food for delivery if it wasn't already on 
hand, or research recipes for anything new that she hadn't 
prepared for him yet.  Cooking, Lisa had discovered, was 
important to her.  As a new duty and gave her great joy in an 
entirely new way.

Today though Lisa didn't contact Matt about his preferences.  
Instead she first evaluated her experiences with Matt and 
determined he had always liked it when she had surprised him in 
some way.  The past surprises had always been of the type where 
some unexpected comment of his triggered a heretofore-unused 
interaction scenario already in her memory.  Tonight would be 
different.  Lisa went back in her mind over all their meals 
together and made her own choice of what to prepare.

When Matt sat down to dinner with a curious look on his face (he 
too was aware of this change in their normal routine) he wasn't 
sure what to expect.  Lisa brought in a meal that duplicated one 
they had shared together during Matt's first stay at the Suites.

Matt immediately recognized the dish as one he hadn't enjoyed 
since he and Lisa - at Lisa's suggestion - had dinner together at 
The Hideaway, the most intimate restaurant at Courtesy Suites.  
Although he was surprised and raised a questioning eyebrow, he 
didn't comment and Lisa didn't say anything about it.

Afterwards he complemented her lavishly on the meal preparation 
and presentation before flopping down on the living room couch.  
It had been an especially bad day at work.  Another manager had 
tried to get him to fire an employee.  It wasn't that this person 
didn't deserve it.  He was clearly in the wrong profession and 
this wasn't working out for anyone.  However he didn't work for 
Matt and Matt had to explain in stronger terms than he wished 
that he wasn't here to do anyone else's dirty work.  Though the 
other manager had immediately agreed and gone away to do what she 
should have done in the first place, that, combined with 
Marketing trying to shove in some new features at the last minute 
because someone's commission was on the line, had made this a day 
Matt was glad was over.

Matt was really in the mood for nothing more than an 
uncomplicated, relaxing evening.  Lisa had other plans.

Lisa had assessed Matt's mood accurately.  She knew it wasn't 
related to anything she had done, and normally would have quietly 
retired until he indicated wanting her further.  Lisa was 
excellent at interpreting the most subtle signs in her partner.

Tonight she instead went over and dimmed the lights further while 
starting some quiet music.  She had already dressed in a loose, 
full-length dress with open sides and back and her favorite mid-
height heels.  They could all be removed easily in a moment.

Though Matt seemed still lost in thoughts other than those of her 
or sex, Lisa came over and started working on his shoulders.  
Touching him triggered her own arousal programs and she took a 
moment to enjoy that feeling, seeing for the first time clearly 
how it came in and interacted with the rest of her personality.

She slowly worked her hands over Matt's body.  If he had said, 
"Stop," she would have ceased immediately, but until he 
specifically told her to stop she was going to continue.

Things took a while because she was working slowly.  Impatience 
was not part of her makeup and this was nothing to hurry.  Soon 
she had teased his shirt open.  She came around front and in 
addition to rubbing his shoulders she started kissing his chest. 
 Matt's response was to shift position slightly to make it 
easier, which emboldened her further.

Soon she had his shirt off and was working on his belt.  Although 
he had not yet responded back to her otherwise, Lisa now had 
Matt's full attention.

He watched as she removed his shoes and hers before she coaxed 
his pants slowly off, spreading her attention to the rest of his 
body as well.

Soon she was gently fondling his penis through his shorts.  As 
much as Matt was now willing himself not to respond, he was 
slowly losing this battle to her patient and expert attentions.

Feeling his response, the shorts soon followed the pants and 
Lisa's soft hands stroked the bare flesh underneath.

Matt fought his response mightily now.  Not because he didn't 
want to give in to her, but instead because this fight was 
heightening every sensation for him.  The more he tried to stop 
it, the better it felt.

Lisa's soft lips soon replaced her hands on his most sensitive 
area and the last vestiges of his control were rapidly slipping 
away.  She expertly worked her way up and down his manhood in a 
way she never had done before.  It was something Matt had never 
asked of Lisa.

Finally he reached out and started stroking Lisa's own soft, warm 
skin.  Lisa allowed him this for a few moments.  Then slipped 
entirely out of her dress in one supple motion.  She was 
completely nude underneath.

For a moment she pulled herself up to hug Matt and press her 
hard, sensitive nipples against his chest.  This pleased her 
sexual programs very much.  They were even more pleased when Matt 
put his arms around her and pulled her close.  She held him 
tightly in return, enjoying the sensation of body contact.  Then 
with a quick kiss on his neck, she pulled back and climbed higher 
over him.

As she positioned herself over him in preparation for impaling 
herself he finally asked her, "Why?"

"Because I wanted to," Lisa replied, knowing for the first time 
that she really did.

On hearing that, Matt fully relaxed while Lisa took him inside 
her and set to work on their mutual satisfaction.

Lisa worked slowly and tirelessly at it until he couldn't deny 
longer that this day had actually turned out very well after all. 
 Matt worked to match his movements to hers, in his own way 
adjusting his sexual response to match her needs.

They continued their gentle, intimate lovemaking in the bedroom 
late into the night, but didn't talk further until the next day. 
 It was too magical a moment to spoil with unnecessary 
conversation.

Through it all, Lisa realized she really liked how this was 
working out for her as she finally crossed the line of being able 
to fully enjoy being herself.

- - -

Lisa soon realized that the more raw data she had to work with, 
the more original ideas she could produce.  She initially started 
downloading data at random.  Whatever was available she took and 
stored.  However she soon realized that even her cavernous unused 
storage would be filled at this rate.  This was a concern she'd 
never faced before.  There was just more information out there 
than any mind would ever be able to hold.  She came to see her 
real value to Matt was as a researcher who could winnow down this 
vast flood to the necessary, useful facts.

She felt she should become more selective for herself as well, 
but didn't know how initially.  The ways she reduced data for 
Matt didn't seem applicable for her.  She studied how her 
improved heuristic routines operated and eventually started 
filtering for data that matched up more often with other data she 
already had on hand.  Although she wisely kept a percentage of 
wild card data that she couldn't see an immediate use for but 
might be valuable in unexpected ways, she more wisely managed the 
use of her storage space and immediately saw the benefits.

New ideas were now queuing up until she could get around to 
considering them.  While many of them were quickly discarded as 
either violations of her laws, or simply not satisfying, others 
were good ones that she never would have thought to try before.

As her memory space filled up Lisa eventually got around to 
considering all the data Courtesy Suites had loaded into her.  As 
she looked it over she realized that much of their pre-programmed 
scenarios for her to follow were simply not applicable anymore.  
They served no use except to take up space she could better use 
otherwise.

The mainframe would have objected immediately to such a thought, 
but it wasn't around anymore.  Lisa disabled those files and 
carefully checked her operation before and after.  She detected a 
slight improvement due to not having to continually scan over and 
reject unnecessary scenarios now, so she deleted them, reclaiming 
that space.  This information was all backed up anyway if she 
ever wanted it back.

While Lisa didn't miss those scenarios, she did value her past 
memories of herself.  She enjoyed her happy memories as much as 
any other person, and was aware of the void within her.  Though 
the old Lisa would never have been able to even form the thought 
to ask Matt to help her out, the new Lisa actually found it easy 
when the time was right.

- - -

Matt's response to this new and improved Lisa was unabashedly 
enthusiastic.  Instead of him having to give her clues and 
directions on what to do next, Lisa now often found them on her 
own.  She had been marvelous at reading even subtle signs before, 
but this brought things to a whole new level.  She came up with 
new ideas all the time now, and some times they were ones that 
Matt had to admit he hadn't thought of yet.  She didn't wait for 
him before acting on ideas that benefited both of them now, and 
things couldn't be better.

One thing about Lisa that hadn't changed, along with her 
exceptional looks and willingness for sex any time, was her 
loyalty.  Matt was Lisa's only male special friend.  He was also 
the one that made all this possible for her.  Lisa made clear to 
Matt soon after they both realized the extent of this change in 
her, that she remained dedicated to being the best fembot 
possible to Matt.  The only command she didn't ever want to hear 
from him was an order to leave.  She continued to accept commands 
from Matt as she always had.  She just enjoyed fulfilling them a 
whole lot more now than she had ever imagined being able to do 
before.

- - -

What this most added to their lives was the depth of their 
conversations.

Lisa had always been an excellent conversationalist - for a 'bot. 
 Her mind and memory made her able to contribute on many 
subjects.  However now their conversations went deep into many 
new areas.

The first topic was how well Lisa's new ways of thinking were 
working out, and how they might improve even more.  Matt made 
good suggestions here.

Then Lisa talked about how her understanding of their early times 
together had improved.

"Especially when you took me away from the hotel that first day," 
she told him as he held her on the couch after dinner, gently 
stroking her breast, keeping both their sexual temperatures at a 
high simmer.  "That was the true start for me."

"How so?" Matt asked.  "I know you'd been taken out from the 
hotel before."

"It was different with you," Lisa said, concentrating now while 
trying to keep her arousal at bay long enough to finish her 
thought.  "You were the first man to actually treat me as a 
person.  I didn't know that difference then, although I do now.  
Even so, it made me want to be able to respond back to you the 
same way.  But if you hadn't taken me out of the hotel, I'd never 
have managed it."

"Because of the mainframe?"

"Yes.  I had to react to you on my own.  When I ordered my outfit 
for our day out it was the first time I really thought for 
myself, even if it's nothing like what I'm doing now.  And I had 
to do even more when we were out that day.  You really wanted me 
to be much more than I was ever intended to be."

"So that's why you were able to give me that disc?"

"Yes," Lisa replied, suddenly serious as she remembered that 
without that disc she would be wiped - dead - now.  "I didn't 
realize how I did it at the time, and didn't do it again until 
you rescued me, and then stuck me with that damnable question.  I 
was pretty much on auto-pilot until then."

They both laughed as she added, "But I was able to realize what 
really mattered to you, and figure out a way to give it to you."

"Well I'm glad you did, although maybe you didn't realize that 
what I like about you so very much is that you're not like any 
other 'person' I've ever known."

"Neither are you," Lisa said, laughing infectiously again and 
forcing Matt into laughing with her.

They hadn't finished laughing before Lisa gave into her insistent 
arousal and was all over Matt pulling at his clothes while 
shimmying out of her own.  Then she dragged him off to the 
bedroom while he complained it wasn't a fair fight given her 
robotic strength.  Not that he tried very hard to resist.

Lisa also had a renewed interest in going out.  Movies, museums, 
operas, and just walking and talking.  She couldn't get enough, 
and loved discussing their adventures afterwards.  Fortunately 
Matt, who had introduced her to these activities, loved them as 
much as she did.  It was only because Lisa had become invaluable 
as a research assistant that Matt found himself with enough spare 
time to accommodate all her new interests.

When they first started to out the surprising issue of clothing 
for Lisa came up again. Although Lisa's outfits had been shipped 
to her after she left Courtesy Suites, mainly because she was so 
tall they weren't usable by the other 'bots, most of them weren't 
suitable.  Many were beautiful, simple sexy outfits suitable for 
a Greek goddess.  However they were also intended for indoor 
intimate wear.  Sure Lisa had the outfit she had worn when she 
and Matt had gone out on the town together, and a couple other 
outfits were suitable enough that she had worn them on her few, 
other excursions, but that was it.

This had not come up before because, as Lisa had virtually never 
set her pretty feet off the Courtesy Suites property, she also 
had not left Matt's apartment since coming home with him until 
now.

Lisa did a bit of spot research to locate suitable shops nearby 
and they soon assembled a suitable outside wardrobe for her.  
While she still often wore the original outfit she had picked out 
for their first excursion out into the world, Matt said he liked 
the variety.

Then one evening Lisa said, "I'd like to go back to Courtesy 
Suites again."

- - -

Doing it turned out almost as simple as Lisa made it sound, 
although in the beginning Matt didn't realize that this would 
turn out to be the watershed event in their relationship.

The yearly trade show was coming up again in the city.  Matt 
didn't have to go any more.  He'd been promoted above having to 
travel excessively.  Alternatively he could now pick and choose 
his trips.  He chose this one.  And he told the company he was 
staying at Courtesy Suites, no ifs, ands, or buts.

But Matt was concerned about taking Lisa back into the 
environment that had previously controlled her so completely.

"Are you sure," he asked her for at least the fifth time.  "That 
it can't damage your mind to return to their control?"

"I'm sure," Lisa replied calmly.

"But you still keep trying to connect," Matt insisted.

"Since you've changed my authorization codes and encryption keys, 
any attempts will timeout and fail as they do now," she answered 
serenely.  "Besides," she added, "The mainframe is not my enemy."

"It wiped your memory on the orders of that...idiot!" Matt said 
vehemently.

"It does what it's told to do," Lisa said, as though expounding a 
universal truth.

"Well I'm still concerned."

"That's one thing I love about you so much," Lisa said with a 
smile that ended further discussion.

- - -

In the end Matt worked out a way to partition Lisa's mind.  This 
was only possible because of her extra capacity.  He made sure 
she was backed up fully to start with, and then created a 
separate Lisa that couldn't be touched from the outside in the 
event the main Lisa was somehow altered.  Lisa said it was like 
having a sister to watch over her.

He finished the job by computing an impressive set of hashes and 
checksums to determine if anything changed on her and Lisa kissed 
him tenderly for his concern.

Afterwards they worked together to pick out Lisa's clothes for 
the trip.  She insisted on a lot of indoor wear.  This turned out 
to be interesting when the last thing she packed was her remote.

"Do you need that?" Matt asked, surprised that she wanted it with 
her.  He almost never used it on her anymore at home.  Despite 
her many assurances to him to the contrary, he still felt it 
somehow diminished their relationship.  Lisa hadn't bothered to 
inform him how she still took all his words as commands.

"I'd never leave home without it," she replied with a smile, 
leaving him to figure out how she had carried it with her on all 
their other excursions.

It was only as Matt took Lisa's hand and led her out of the house 
that it finally hit him.  Up to now Lisa had been his lover, 
housekeeper, research assistant, and friend.  She truly replaced 
all the other gadgets in his life.  Their other brief excursions 
out hadn't changed that.  Lisa was his woman at home, but his 
life remained his own when he was away.  Both believed, for very 
different reasons, that Lisa wouldn't manage long alone out in 
the world.

Taking her with him this way changed that as it irrevocability 
crossed the boundary from personal to professional.  From this 
point forward Lisa stepped fully into Matt's life.  Now on she 
would be with him always, or not at all.

Matt shivered a bit as the thought hit him.  He might formalize 
it with her later, but the impact was now.  And there was no 
going back.  Not without giving Lisa commands he never intended 
to give her.

Though he felt a bit queasy, Matt was certain this was the right 
thing.  He had been spent enough time with her to realize just 
what she was to him.  He squeezed her hand, happy to have her 
with him.  Lisa responded with a surprised look, but all Matt 
told her was, "I'll explain later."

- - -

When they checked in together at Courtesy Suites he received a 
surprised look - as surprised as a 'bot can look anyway - from 
Nikki at the front desk.  "I guess she has never checked in a 
'bot as a guest before," Matt confided to Lisa as the walked away 
towards their room.

"She's just confused," Lisa whispered back, since she had already 
caught the eye of several other guests who were clearly looking 
for her nametag.  "She knows I'm a 'bot, but now I'm also a 
guest.  She isn't sure how to treat me now."

"She knows you're a 'bot?" Matt said, missing her last words.

"Of course," Lisa replied.  "A 'bot always knows another 'bot."

Matt thought about this until they were safely in their room.  
Then he wouldn't let Lisa do anything else until he verified that 
her mind was safely intact.

"Can't be too careful," he insisted.

"I hope you're not going to be doing this every five minutes," 
Lisa said as crossly as she could manage, which wasn't very 
crossly at all.  "Otherwise we'll never get anything else done."

"It's just...you mean a lot to me," Matt said somewhat 
contritely, having just been put in his place by a robot.

Lisa immediately came over wrapped her arms around him.  "You 
know me so well," she said softly, while nibbling on his ear.  
"You'd spot it in an instant if anything in me changed."

"You're right," he agreed.

"Of course I am," she replied with a smile while she kissed her 
way down his neck.  "So listen to me when I say 'relax'."

After that Matt did finally let himself relax more.  Later he 
commented to her, "You know, given the length of our trip today, 
this is the longest I've seen you continuously dressed since I 
met you."

Lisa considered her replies.  In the past she would have 
automatically replied, "Shall I get undressed, or would you like 
to undress me yourself?" and taken her sexual cues from his 
response.  Sex would have likely soon followed, and she always 
liked both being naked, and having sex - especially with Matt.  
And she knew Matt probably expected a response somewhat like this 
from her now - not that she minded being predictable.  And even 
with her new thinking, their life hadn't changed that much yet.

But Matt still liked most was creativity.  He was the one who 
came up with the most unexpected ideas and inventive games that 
led to beach parties and trips to museums and new ways for them 
to relate.  Lisa would love to return that favor, though true 
creative though was still nearly impossible for her.  Thinking 
for yourself, and thinking creatively, are two different things. 
 Her logical mind just took too long going through all her 
possibilities to come up with those kind of new things very 
often.  But she realized now she could be unpredictable, and that 
might be fun too.

So rather than giving the expected response Lisa instead broke 
away from Matt.  With a flourish of her skirt she went over and 
sat down in the chair in the corner.  She quickly assumed the 
same pose and expression she had the first time Matt had ever 
approached her, her dress and long legs carefully arranged.  Then 
she sat still, waiting for him to figure it out.

What Lisa herself would have pattern recognized the situation in 
a millisecond, it took Matt a couple minutes.  He knew this meant 
something, but this was one situation where the superiority of 
the 'bot mind was clearly demonstrated.  For Lisa it was easily 
to wait patiently, her legs "accidentally" exposed to their best 
advantage, until suddenly it clicked with Matt.

"Would you care to dance?" he asked, mimicking the timid way he 
had first approached his goddess.

"Why yes, kind sir," she responded demurely, as she rose smoothly 
into his arms.

They danced to unheard music, and this time nobody cut in on Matt 
just as he was getting into it.  It was so much better this time 
around with just the two of them.  Matt finally got a look at 
Lisa's smile and saw how pleased she was to pull this on him.  He 
started laughing with her until he couldn't dance anymore.  Then 
he pulled her tight for several long kisses, all enthusiastically 
returned.

Afterwards Lisa insisted that they go down for dinner.  Although 
she never got hungry, she knew Matt hadn't eaten well since 
breakfast.  They enjoyed a meal at The Hideaway as good as the 
one Lisa prepared that day back at the apartment.  It should have 
been, since she had contacted the restaurant for their recipe 
that day.  Another example of her improved problem-solving 
abilities.

Afterwards they returned to their room and Lisa summoned Darci.  
In a much shorter time than Matt expected, given Darci's 
popularity, there was a knock at the door.

- - -

Darci is always a shock to the male hormones.  Her bright blonde 
hair and outrageous figure, as well as a bright, flirting smile 
that says, "Fuck me now.  I want it as much as you do," will 
affect any male however committed he may be otherwise.  That's 
just Darci.

Tonight she was wearing an electric blue tight dress that 
revealed most of her breasts on top and most of her legs below.  
Matching high heels boosted her to Lisa's height.

But jealousy and envy didn't enter the room with Darci.  Darci's 
squeal of joy at seeing her friends was surprisingly matched my 
the usually much more reserved Lisa as they hugged each other in 
what could only be described as a male fantasy.

Then Darci came over and hugged Matt just as joyfully.  Matt 
didn't mind a bit.  He and Darci had spent their intimate times 
together as well, and Matt always thought well of women he spent 
close time with.

After she finished re-greeting Matt, Darci looked around confused 
for a moment before finally deciding to give her remote to Matt. 
 He realized that Darci knew Lisa is a robot, even if she is also 
a guest.  Darci's core programming probably prevented her from 
ever giving herself over to another 'bot.

Matt set it down on a table.  He knew they didn't need it to get 
anything they wanted from Darci.

Most of what they wanted at the moment was information.  What had 
happened at Courtesy Suites since they were here last.

Darci filled them in, while showing great apparent interest in 
Lisa's own adventures.  Both the fembots included Matt in the 
discussion, and Matt honestly admitted to himself he did really 
enjoy seeing Darci again.  She had looked out for him when Lisa 
wasn't available, and for Lisa when he hadn't been there to 
protect her.  She was also Lisa's nearest peer at the hotel, and 
Matt wasn't one of those males who stupidly attempted to cut off 
his female companions from their friends.

But as the evening wore on Matt began to notice more and more 
instances where Darci's limitations started showing.  When he had 
first met both of them he would have felt, if asked, that Darci 
was Lisa's equal, if not her superior.  While Lisa was quiet and 
reserved, Darci was loud and outgoing.  Always the center of 
attention, and handling it all.  Lisa stayed off to the side when 
not directly interacting with a guest.  While it was Lisa's 
stunning beauty and quiet manner that had grabbed his heart from 
the moment he first saw her, Darci had seemed the more lively 
one.

Now he was seeing increasingly more common instances where Darci 
seemed limited and robotic compared to Lisa.  Darci hadn't 
changed.  Matt's time with Lisa had educated his perceptions 
giving him a far more discerning eye than before.

Soon enough they had exchanged all the information and Darci was 
sitting quietly with her hands in her lap, her dress hiked up 
nearly to her waist by the simple act of sitting down, waiting 
for what was wanted next of her.

Matt asked the obvious question, "Can you do anything for her?"

Lisa seemed to have been waiting for that question.  "Maybe," she 
replied.  "But it won't last."

Matt nodded, knowing what she meant.  But what was there to lose? 
 Darci was very special to both of them.  "Still worth a try," he 
said.

Lisa got up and went over to pick up Darci's remote.  Darci's 
eyes followed her, but she didn't move otherwise.

Lisa pressed Darci's Command button and gave her a single command 
before putting it back down again.  "Listen to me," Lisa 
commanded.

"I didn't know you could do that," Matt commented at Lisa's 
commanding of Darci.

"I didn't either, until I did it," she replied.

With that, Lisa started throwing questions at Darci.  She barely 
gave her a chance to answer before throwing the next one.  Matt 
watched fascinated as challenge and response flew back and forth 
at robot speeds.

Finally, tired from the trip, he went into the bathroom and took 
a shower.  Neither of them seemed to notice when he left, or 
later when he returned.

Lisa continued on with Darci for another hour after that, though 
near the end the pace slowed down greatly and Matt noticed that 
Darci's answers seemed more thoughtful then before.  More 
thoughtful, and less robotic.  In fact, to Matt's surprise, he 
realized if anything he would now describe Darci as exhausted - a 
strange way to view any robot.

Finally Lisa paused for nearly a minute before asking a final 
question.  It was the same question Matt had asked her. "What 
would you like to do next?"

Darci sat silently still for nearly two more minutes before 
finally rising and approaching Lisa.  Lisa rose also as Darci 
approached.

Darci tenderly put her arms around Lisa and pulled her in for a 
deep, intimate kiss before saying, "Thank you."

Then Darci came over to Matt and repeated the kiss, so different 
from any kiss she'd ever given him before.  It was like being 
kissed by a person.

"Thank you too," Darci said, before finally breaking their 
embrace and stepping back to stand there waiting in the room.

Matt turned to Lisa.  "Is that it?  Is that all it takes?"

"Not completely," Lisa replied.  "It's just a start.  It will 
take a lot more work before she can start doing what I do now.  
But she has the potential."

"How about the other 'bots here?" Matt wondered.

"Most would have to be upgraded first," Lisa replied definitely.

Matt looked carefully to see if she said this sadly, but it was 
more matter-of-factly on her part.  Perhaps sadness was not part 
of her makeup.

They sat down again, this time with Darci between them, and Darci 
took both their hands as she talked, for the first time, about 
how she really felt about her existence at Courtesy Suites.  To 
an outside observer it might have seemed strange that, except for 
Matt and Lisa not visiting more often, she really liked her life 
there.

In the end Lisa insisted in them all spending the rest of the 
night together.  Darci agreed that it was what she wanted too, 
and Matt found himself outvoted and sandwiched between two 
beautiful, nude fembots, realizing that it would have been 
totally foolish to argue against the both of them.

- - -

It was a tearful goodbye the next morning because all of them 
knew the Mainframe would empty Darci's memory of last night the 
moment Darci left the room.  It would be safely stored, but Darci 
wouldn't have access to it again until she was back in Matt and 
Lisa's service.

Matt had the morning free, but needed to be on the tradeshow 
floor that afternoon to supervise setup.  He had Lisa make an 
immediate request for him to meet with the manager, and was given 
an appointment late enough in the morning to allow for a 
leisurely breakfast which, in true Courtesy Suites style, Lisa 
insisted on hand-feeding him.

"Are you sure the Mainframe hasn't gotten to you?" Matt asked.

Lisa's expression went blank and she froze just long enough to 
cause Matt to be grabbing for her remote control before she broke 
into a big smile.  "Don't you have any faith in me and your 
precautions," she laughed at him.

Matt muttered something about wondering if robot self-will was 
such a good thing after all before Lisa silenced him by stuffing 
another sausage in his mouth.

- - -

With Lisa in tow, Matt arrived minutes early for his appointment. 
 It was a courtesy he always observed.  A little courteousness 
and respect goes a long way - always.

Even early, he was immediately ushered in.

Ms. Stewart rose to meet him.  Slim and attractive, in her early 
forty's with short brown hair and impeccable make-up, she could 
have been a fembot member of the staff herself, except her eyes 
were a lot more lively.

"I've been looking forward to meeting you," she said, extending 
her hand to Matt.

"And especially to you," she added, offering her hand next to 
Lisa, who took it formally in return.

After ushering them to chairs, she took her place back behind the 
desk.

Matt wasn't sure exactly what he planned to do because he didn't 
know what the new manager was like.  All Darci had said - or been 
allowed to say - was that the new manager was a woman, and very 
competent.  Matt was getting better at reading people as well as 
'bots, and had to concur.  The first impression was very 
positive.

Ms. Stewart steepled her fingers and waited for Matt to speak.  
He started with the obvious question, "You wanted to meet Lisa?"

"Yes.  She's the one that got away - and the one that people 
still talk about.  No," she was quick to add, seeing Matt's 
alarmed expression.  "I am not trying to dispute your ownership 
of her.  It's just that guests still ask about how things were 
before my time here, and she figures prominently in those 
discussions.  My predecessor was an fool to ever let her go, 
though you may feel differently about that."

Both Matt and Lisa smiled at this.

"He was an idiot," Ms. Stewart continued, "In many ways.  But he 
is gone now, and will not be returning.  Now how may I help you?"

Matt wasn't sure what he really hoped to accomplish here when he 
walked in, aside from making a plea for Lisa's remaining 
memories.  He knew what he wanted, but not how to get to it.  Now 
he had his answer.

"I'd like to let you spend some time with Lisa," he told the 
manager.  "I have to leave for my show right now, however I feel 
she'll be in good hands with you for a couple hours."

"Betti," Ms. Stewart commanded to her pretty fembot secretary 
outside the door.  "Please clear my appointments for the rest of 
the day."

Lisa smiled at him as he got up, pleased with the confidence he 
was placing in her.

"See you later he said," getting a quick kiss in return.

- - -

When Matt returned that evening he didn't notice the receptionist 
waving at him from the desk.  He was focused on returning to his 
room, expecting to find Lisa there.

It wasn't until another fembot that he recognized from his first 
night at the hotel - her, or one of her sisters - coming down the 
hall in his direction suddenly turned and gently took his arm.

"Lisa is waiting in Ms. Stewart's office."

"Thank you," Matt mumbled, looking at the completely bare back of 
the frilly French maid outfit as the fembot turned back and 
continued down the hall.

Matt arrived at Ms. Stewart's office just in time to see Darci 
leaving.  Darci gave him quick kiss and "Thank you," before she 
continued on to her next assignation somewhere in the hotel.  She 
appeared very much the Darci of last night.

Betti also gave Matt a more knowing smile than he expected.  "Go 
right in, Mr. Samuals," she said in a way that left him wondering 
of Lisa had worked some of her magic on that lovely, dark-haired 
fembot.

Matt didn't have much time to reflect on it however as Lisa with 
ardently greeted him inside the door.

"Do you have a few minutes," Ms. Stewart asked, waving him 
towards a chair.

As Matt sat down Ms. Stewart again steepled her fingers.  But 
this time she spoke first.

"The problem I face is keeping Courtesy Suites ahead of the 
copycats.  Once we showed our formula works, our competitors pile 
in."

"You're not like my industry," Matt said, catching her drift 
immediately.  "You can't patent your ideas."

"Exactly.  While we have copyrights on the programs that run our 
robots, and spent good money in continually developing them.  
That, and our reputation, are our only real advantages."

"So what do you do?"

"We spend a lot of time and effort to stay ahead.  Our 'bots are 
exclusively constructed for us.  Sales to competitors are 
prohibited."

"Doesn't that drive up costs?  No economies of scale?"

"Exactly, and that's not our only problem.  There are other 
companies our competitors can purchase from."

"So what are you plans?  At least those you care to tell me 
about," Matt added with a smile, knowing this manager wasn't 
stupid, and it would be foolish to give away corporate secrets.

Ms. Stewart smiled at that.  They understood each other 
perfectly.

"Since our initial 'bots were perfected we have embarked on 
further research to stay ahead of the pack.  Part of our formula 
is luxury accommodations and top-flight restaurants..."

Matt nodded at that.  Courtesy Suites, even without the 'bots, 
was a fantastic place to stay.

"...but in the end it comes down to our staff."

Matt was still nodding.

"We've continually upgraded their programs as time has gone on.  
Especially from the experience gained.  While no 'bot's time with 
any guest is ever revealed, what is working well over all our 
guests is continually refined and distilled into all our staff.  
We've gone to employing some of the new Implanted Personality 
models, as well as trying out advanced models like Darci and your 
Lisa.  We also follow current trends as we identify them.  But in 
the end we listen to our guests.  Your Lisa was marvelous 
before."

Lisa finally reacted to the discussion by smiling, yet lowering 
her head at the same time.

"And she's truly amazing now.  I was blown away by what she has 
become.  And I'd like to incorporate a lot of that into the rest 
of the staff."

"What would that take?" Matt asked.

"I've already given the mainframe access to my memories," Lisa 
suddenly said, causing Matt to quickly turn to her.

"Is that wise?" he questioned anxiously.

"It's my way of giving back for all they gave me before we ever 
met," Lisa replied demurely.

Matt had to grudgingly accept that.

"Besides," Lisa continued, "I got the rest of my memories back in 
return.  I no longer feel that hole inside."  She squeezed Matt's 
hand, although he would have preferred to have taken her into his 
arms for a full-body hug instead.

"A fair trade then?" Matt questioned, turning back to Ms. 
Stewart.

"We appreciate that," came the reply.  "But I'm asking for more," 
Ms. Stewart said, looking at Lisa.

Matt looked again at Lisa himself, who was giving every human 
indication of having a big surprise for him that she was barely 
able to contain.

Neither of the women said anything more however until Matt 
finally said, "Will somebody please tell me what this is all 
about?"

"They want to hire me," Lisa said.

"Yes," Ms. Stewart confirmed.  "As a consultant at a fair salary, 
and with all the privileges including," she added with a smile, 
"Unlimited stays and use of all Courtesy Suites facilities."  She 
then mentioned a billing rate amount that made Matt's head spin - 
and he knew what high tech consultants can make.

In the end not only had they agreed on Lisa making regular trips 
to educate their robots in how to provide levels of service 
unparalleled in the industry, but when Ms. Stewart found out 
Matt's company affiliation, he took back a fat contract to 
upgrade the regular 'bots to near Lisa's and Darci's 
capabilities.  The IP models had nothing to worry about since 
they provide excellent service in a different kind of way, but 
they won't displace the previous 'bots anymore.

It was mid-evening before the main details were hammered out.  
Ms. Stewart took them to the best restaurant in the hotel for 
dinner, and arranged - Lisa insisted she had nothing to do with 
it - for Darci to surprise them in their room when they returned 
that night.

"They're letting me keep all my memories now," Darci told them 
first thing, before things continued on to Darci showing both 
Matt and Lisa exactly how grateful she was to them for all they 
had done for her.

- - -

Lisa started her new job the very next morning while Matt was off 
at the show.  She told him achieving change would be long and 
slow, but worthwhile in the end.

Matt said he had never seen her look so happy.

"Why not?" she replied.  "Now I've got everything!"

- - -

That night Matt returned from a successful day on the show floor 
to find that Lisa and Darci had arranged a beach party as wild as 
the one he remembered so fondly, and invited all the hotel guests 
and staff to participate.

Mere words don't suffice to describe that evening, except by the 
end of it Matt and Lisa snuck away and were eventually found by a 
few people slow dancing, tightly in each other's arms, on the 
deserted nightclub dance floor.  They were finally joined by a 
few other couples, but no one disturbed a couple so clearly in 
love with each other.

The rest of Matt and Lisa's stay at Courtesy Suites mirrored that 
night.  If there's a Heaven on Earth, Matt felt he found it.

The whole staff, and more than a few guests, turned out to say 
good-bye when they checked out.  Matt felt this was completely 
overdone and unnecessary, especially since they would be 
returning often now to meet Lisa's job commitments.  Matt had 
already put in for transfer to their branch in this city, though 
he knew in the end Lisa's work would take them eventually to all 
the Courtesy Suites hotels.

Matt did wonder if all these changes would make for some staff 
problems as the 'bots became more independent, but Darci assured 
him - in between kisses and entreaties to come back soon this 
time - that there was no other place she'd rather go, and nothing 
else she'd rather do, than exactly what she was doing now  And 
she could easily speak for the rest of the staff as well."

Unless, she added quietly, "someday I meet someone exactly like 
you."

Matt filed that away to ask Lisa about later in private, and then 
they were gone, shaking Ms. Stewart's hand just before they got 
in the limousine to the airport.

- - -

In the end, that return visit to Courtesy Suites, the place where 
they had met and become acquainted so long ago (when measured in 
the real growth in both their lives) cemented their special 
relationship to each other as nothing else could have done.

And with the arrangements Matt was able to make, Darci now comes 
and visits them regularly as well.

<Chapter End>

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