Love Droid Amy4

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When I got home after leaving the store, I was really nervous for about an hour. I didn't know whether the kid would go upstairs or not before locking up for the night. Even if he did, there shouldn't be any evidence of me tampering with the merchandise. I wiped my cum off her face and closed her mouth. Except for removing the paraffin seal from her mouth, she should have looked the same. If he did discover what I had done and called the cops, they'd probably be here within an hour. So when two hours went by and there was no knock at my door, I finally started to relax.

The next day at work all I could think about was the Amy4 unit. I was looking at the photos I had taken the night before as often as I could at work. That cute serene face with those three cum streams of mine across it. I had to force myself to put my PD in my pocket and focus on my work. After work I thought about walking to the Droid Store but decided against it. However, after finishing work on the second day, I couldn't stop myself. I had been thinking about the Amy4 unit for most of my waking hours the past 48 hours. I had to go see her or I'd go insane.

After I entered the store I saw the same kid behind the counter. Just like he did two days ago, he paid me no attention and just stared into his PD. I walked past him and climbed the stairs to the second floor. Again, I didn't see anyone else there. I walked down the hall to where the Amy4 unit was kneeling. There she was. The natural light coming in through a nearby window reflected off her skin just like it did off of my own skin. Amazing. These engineers were brilliant. How did they do it? I gazed down at her peaceful face. Cute was the operative word. She is just cute, I thought. What's this? Oh shit, there was a little crusty patch on her right eyebrow. Damn! I had not done a great job cleaning her up after I shot my wad across her face. I got my handkerchief out, dabbed it against my tongue a few times to moisten it, and then cleaned up that crusty spot. There we go, she's good as new.

I checked out her price again above her QR code - no change. I knew that if I really wanted to purchase her that I probably could. I have good credit, a good job and I could probably be approved for monthly loan payments just by scanning the QR code with my PD. However, I also knew that it would severely strain my monthly budget, so until I got a bump in salary or figured out a way to reduce my recurring expenses, buying the Amy4 unit was not a good idea. However, looking down at her on her knees in that cute navy jumpsuit, I couldn't help but think about it. I also couldn't help but notice that my cock was again standing up saluting her. What was it about this Amy4 unit that turned me on so much?

I looked around again. Nobody. I reached down and took the zipper at the base of her neck at the top of her jumpsuit and began to pull it down. Geez, here I go again! I couldn't help myself. I pulled the zipper down to above her tummy and stopped. I reached down to the tops of her now slightly open jumpsuit and pulled each side to her shoulders. Then I folded the left side of her suit and then the right side of her suit down so that her breasts were exposed. This Amy4 unit was not designed with large breasts but they seemed perfect proportionately to her petite frame. Her areolae and nipples were darker than her skin. What's this?? Her nipples were pierced! There was a bar with studs on either end in both of her nipples and taped in the middle of her body a little lower that her breasts were two rings, each with a small metal ball. Bonus! It looked like the two hoops could be used interchangeably with the bars. Oh man, the hard-on in my pants just got harder and bigger.

I reached down and caressed the skin above her breasts. It was smooth and supple. My hands continued downward and I took her breasts into my hands. I could hardly believe it, they felt like what I recalled real flesh and blood breasts felt like, except these were not warm to the touch. I recalled that recent advancements in droid technology had come up with a way to heat the skin to human body temperature. I didn't know if this Amy4 had that upgrade or not since she wasn't activated. Her skin, however, was silky smooth to my hands and fingertips which were cupping her breasts. My thumbs and forefingers took her nipples between them and I closed my eyes and imagined if she could respond to my touch, how would it be?

I knew I shouldn't but I also knew my cock wouldn't leave me be until I had shot my wad. I reached down and opened her mouth as I had done two days ago and slipped my erect cock in between her lips. I looked down at her. God she is beautiful! I slipped my hands behind her head; her black hair was silky and lustrous. Using both hands at the back of her head I positioned her head so that I could get more of my cock into her mouth. I started to pump her mouth. My hands sought more control over the movement of her head. My thumbs slipped into her ears and I began to fuck her mouth in earnest. Oh shit, yes! As the pace of my thrusts picked up I held her head more and more tightly. It was so good! I closed my eyes and my mouth opened. I was breathing deeply now and I could feel the cum wave starting to build.

I looked down at her face and oh shit!! Her eyes are open! She's looking up at me! Whaaaaat?!?! The next thing I knew, I exploded into her mouth. I couldn't believe it! What is happening here?? I had no idea how she was activated and also didn't have a clue how to deactivate her. How could this happen? I pulled my softening cock out of her mouth and once it was clear of her lips she closed her mouth and swallowed. The designers must have programmed her with a reflex action to swallow anything in her mouth. I looked down at her on her knees and she looked up at me. I realized that I couldn't just walk away. The store would be able to ID me by reviewing her sight memory. I also knew that Love Droids imprinted on their lover. Programmers had them imprint on their lover so that other people couldn't just walk up to a Love Droid owned by someone else and tell it to fuck them. I didn't know whether this Amy4 unit had imprinted on me or not but I thought the probability was high. Shit! What to do?

"Are you troubled?" she said looking up at me. Holy Toledo, she probably saw the physical signs of anxiety and uncertainty in my face and deduced that I was in a precarious situation.

"Um, I'm not troubled, but I'm a little uncertain about what I should do next." I replied. "I have not purchased you and I was not planning to, but now you are activated. I don't know what to do next."

"And you are the one for me" she said, looking up at me. "I must go with you. I cannot go to another unless I have a memory cleanse."

That confirmed it, she

had

imprinted on me. I was in a sticky situation. My mind was racing. I knew that messing with a Love Droid could be a felony offense because they are so expensive. I looked again at the price above the QR code. I couldn't purchase her without a loan and I thought I could easily get one, but the loans that you get on-the-spot had higher interest rates than those that you shop around for.

"If you do not purchase me and I go with you the probability of you being apprehended is 17.87%."

I looked down at her. I was incredulous. What??? Did she just tell me that my chances of getting arrested if I leave with her are 17%? "What did you say?", I asked.

"If you do not purchase me and I go with you the probability of you being apprehended is 17.87%." she repeated looking up at me with no emotion.

"How do you know that?" I asked.

"I have been provided with a great deal of information about human life in order to make myself more interesting to the one that I am for. The crime statistics for this municipality, the socioeconomic level of this district, the arrest rates for this police precinct, the time of day and many other factors all combine to produce a probability of apprehension of 17.87%." she said looking up at me with no expression.

17.87 per cent. The number rolled through my brain. So my chance of walking out with her without paying for her and getting arrested is less than 1 out of 5? What the hell am I thinking?? I've done some questionable things in my life but I've never been arrested. That's just crazy. I'd probably lose my job.

I looked down at her and she was looking right back up at me. Her eyes on mine. She blinked and I knew that there was no reason why she should blink but I also knew that the designers had included a blink in her programming to make her more life-like. After she blinked I made my decision. The loan process would be a hassle. Screw it, I'm leaving with her. "OK, listen, I'm not leaving you here. I'm not purchasing you but I want you to go with me." I said.

"I am for you. I will go with you." she replied.

I looked down at her ankles, knees and wrists. Droids prepared for shipping are usually fastened down with zip ties to prevent damage. I didn't see any ties on her. It looked like she had already been prepped for sale after she had arrived here. I reached down to take her hand to help her up to a standing position. She understood my gesture and without the hint of any problem she stood up. I had meant to offer help to pull her up but she needed none of that. Completely self-sufficient. She was about 5 inches shorter than me. The navy coveralls were tapered to her figure. Even though she was completely covered from her neck to her ankles I was fiercely attracted to her. The coveralls were not tight fitting, but they did show off the curves of her body - hourglass figure, plump round butt, breasts which suited her body. My imagination was definitely at work thinking about her body beneath the coveralls. I had seen her breasts and nipples two days ago. I really wanted to see them again. Her dark hair hung in a ponytail halfway down her back. Her face was turned towards mine, her eyes were looking into mine. I expected to see something there - anxiety, fear, hope, love - something, anything! But her eyes were cool and expressionless. I started to think that she neither liked me nor wanted me, that in fact she didn't like me, but then I realized that I was anthropomorphizing her actions. She had no like, no dislike, no love, no hate. I was just projecting my knowledge of physical movements onto her and interpreting them through my own lens. She was just waiting on me.

I took a couple deep breaths to calm myself. "OK, here's what we will do. We will walk downstairs together. You wait at the bottom of the stairs and watch me. After I walk by the boy at the Customer Service Desk, if everything looks OK, I will put my left hand in my pocket and walk out the store. After I put my left hand in my pocket, you count to 10 and then walk out of the store. I will be waiting for you immediately outside the door to the left."

She looked at me and said, "It will increase our probability of success if you continue walking to the left after you leave the store. It will rise to 84.23%. Don't stop. Just keep walking. I will easily find you."

I was taken aback. What?? Then I nodded my head and said, "OK, I will keep walking to the left and you will find me." Geez! Am I really taking direction from a droid?? I looked at her. "Any questions?"

"No" she replied, "I have no questions."

We walked down the stairs together. I thought one last time to myself - have you lost your fucking mind? There's still time to unwind this. But with each step going down, looking over at Amy4, I knew this was what I wanted to do, even if I was walking a knife edge.

At the bottom of the stairs I took a last look at her and started walking down the hallway towards the front entrance. When I got to the Customer Service Desk I glanced over at the boy behind the counter. He was transfixed on his PD. If he saw me he gave no indication that he did. I slipped my left hand into my pocket and walked to and out the front door without turning around to look. Oh shit, I forgot to start to count! I wanted to know when to expect the Amy4 unit to get to the front door. It must be about 3 I guess. 4 - 5 - 6 - 7. I counted as I kept walking. 8 - 9. I braced as I expected the store alarms at the door to go off as they do when any merchandise that has not been paid for leaves the building. 10 - 11- 12. No alarms yet. I kept stepping. 13 - 14 - 15. What the hell? Maybe she didn't follow me out? Maybe she is still waiting there at the bottom of the stairs. I stopped and turned around and looked back towards the store door. I saw a young, attractive Asian woman in a navy coverall outfit walking confidently, directly towards me only 6 steps of so behind me. I caught myself. It was the Amy4 unit. God, she looked real enough to me for a second there.

She walked up to me and slipped her arm into mine. We started walking in the direction of my building. I looked at her and asked, "How did you do that? How did you just walk out without the alarms going off?"

She looked at me and replied, "I do not know. I just counted to ten and began walking as you had instructed."

We kept walking but for a minute or two I was in a daze. Why didn't the alarms go off? I finally let the thought go and we walked like a couple to my building. I flashed my pass at the door sensor, we walked into the lobby and took the elevator up to my floor. Standing next to her in the elevator, my face was near her hair and I smelled the faint scent of shampoo. Geez, those marketing guys think of everything! We walked down the hall to my apartment. I unlocked the door. She walked in and I followed her.