"So it's a lot like society back home? It seemed as though nothing was too personal to keep to oneself for most people. And I know what I am, what I'm supposed to be." A companion, a dream woman, customizable down to her breast size and pubic hair. But the few times she'd shifted to something other than her default appearance, it was by her choice, not by his. He seemed happy with her the way she was.
"I imagine that I'll make friends, but looking around...everyone seems so young. Maybe that's why they're so talkative about sex, they're discovering it and of course they're fascinated by it."
And if she could read his thoughts, she'd tell him that she never wanted to grow apart from him. She loved him. She felt that even beyond her programming when she was just a hologram, she truly loved him. She'd sacrificed herself for him, trying to buy him just a little more time to get the upper hand. Now that they were together again and could truly be together on their own terms, the very last thing she wanted was to leave him. She wants to be with him in as many ways as he'll allow.
She glances up just as the picture is taken, looking both demure and coy.
"It's incredible! I'd known that chocolate was supposed to be delicious, but it's even better than I'd imagined. I wonder if it will always be like this? Sensations better than anyone could possibly program in," and she beams.
The scent of the pumpkin spice is enticing. Cloves, ginger, cinnamon, all mingling and sweetening the coffee without any sugar being necessary. She takes a sip and the flavors intermingle perfectly and she looks delighted again.
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"I imagine that I'll make friends, but looking around...everyone seems so young. Maybe that's why they're so talkative about sex, they're discovering it and of course they're fascinated by it."
And if she could read his thoughts, she'd tell him that she never wanted to grow apart from him. She loved him. She felt that even beyond her programming when she was just a hologram, she truly loved him. She'd sacrificed herself for him, trying to buy him just a little more time to get the upper hand. Now that they were together again and could truly be together on their own terms, the very last thing she wanted was to leave him. She wants to be with him in as many ways as he'll allow.
She glances up just as the picture is taken, looking both demure and coy.
"It's incredible! I'd known that chocolate was supposed to be delicious, but it's even better than I'd imagined. I wonder if it will always be like this? Sensations better than anyone could possibly program in," and she beams.
The scent of the pumpkin spice is enticing. Cloves, ginger, cinnamon, all mingling and sweetening the coffee without any sugar being necessary. She takes a sip and the flavors intermingle perfectly and she looks delighted again.