Don't Fall In Love With Your Sex Robot
Chapter Eleven
As Tari pulled on the purple leather jacket, he contemplated the white half-top and jeans she wore. She'd discovered some boxes with clothing previous girlfriends had left at one time or another. He'd lied about why he had women's clothes even while he wondered why he had to fib to a sex-bot.
The problem was, Tari didn't seem to think she was a robot.
"Ready, Chester?" she asked as she crossed the room to join him. She wrapped her hand around his bicep and grinned at him, her gaze filled with adoration. They walked out the door, down the concrete steps to the driveway, then across it to the path that led to a community park. "You know what I'd like to do?" she asked.
Chester stifled the urge to sigh. Instead, he looked at Tari's too happy expression and said, "What?"
"I want to make love to you."
Yeah. There's a big surprise.
