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As I looked toward her, she smiled and it was just irresistible.
But I knew I had to think of something soon or we both were in a shit load of trouble!. ![]() “Heather?”, I asked, she turned toward me. “Can you change your hair color to something more nomal. Not that I don't like it, I think it best that you look as human as possible.” “OK.” She responded. “Is this normal enough?” ![]() “Yeah, yeah that will work.” I stated. Then I remembered something I heard on the news.” Heather, I'd like it if you just stayed in the attic for now, ok? I recommended. She didn't respond but just climbed up the stairs. ![]() We're both in the attic and I just had to ask: “Heather the news reported that a man was killed while trying to take a bot to a reclamation center, was that you?” ![]() “Me!” She replied nervously and looked shocked. “Ah...well...Remember I said I was attacked and almost raped by bot haters?” She sighed, and hoped I wasn't going to get angry.” ![]() “So, I started to swing my arms and hit just anything, they kept coming at me ripping clothing off with each grab of their grubbing hands. I just couldn't stand them touching me!” She cried. “I pushed one of them pretty hard and he fell and hit his head on the concrete curb. Everyone just looked at him lying still, that's when I took the chance and ran!” It then occurred to me how really fucked I am harboring this bot. “Heather, the broadcast was interrupted by a terrorist group called the Wraith, are you with them?” ![]() She looks up. “Look my owner got in contact with the Wraith to sneak me out of the country. When those idiots bot haters came by and started harassing me I guess that scared them off.” “Them?” I asked. “Yes, the Wraith, them!” “OK, so I'm not just harboring an escaped fuckbot but a bot terrorist!” I wailed. ![]() “I'm not a terrorist!” She cried. ![]() “Look just stay in here in the attic, don't go out for anyone or anything, is that understood?” I scolded. She replied: “Fine...”
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