Joe was banging away at the blonde in the missionary position for all he was worth. She seemed to enjoy it, but try as he might he could not bring her to orgasm. Never in his life had Joe been unable to satisfy a woman -- until now. It had become an obsession with him. For six weeks he had been screwing her now at least once a day and still he was no closer to his goal. He was determined to succeed, whatever it took.
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He had met Cynthia in a bar just after he arrived at the mining camp on Nadooroo, a small planet in the Alpha Centaury system. The planet had a breathable atmosphere and a flora and fauna of sorts but every attempt to grow crops or raise animals that were useful to man had failed. Hence Nadooroo had never been settled. It was rich though in a number of minerals that were scarce and in big demand. Starfield Explorations had a monopoly on mining there, and, because there was nothing else of interest, virtually owned the small world.
The company was painfully aware that women in that kind of environment were a lot of trouble, but so was a world where there were only men. The solution was as simple as it was brilliant. All the women on Nadooroo were androids. Sexbots to be precise. They were programmed to keep the miners happy and satisfied and to handle any potential trouble with diplomacy and force, if necessary. It worked extremely well. Of course, it only worked because no one outside Starfield's top executives knew about the Androids, and they weren't about to let anyone else in on the secret.
"I can tell you have just arrived here," said a stunning, well stacked blonde to Joe just after he sat down at a table. "Let me buy you a welcome drink. What would you like?"
"A beer would be fine," stammered Joe, surprised at such welcome.
