Alisha

My kissing moved along her jawline and down her neck to the hollow of her shoulder. Her arms reached for me and held me to her as she sighed.

From her shoulder my mouth -- kissing its way across her flesh -- arrived at Alisha's nipple, standing proud of her perfect breast, the areola delicately counter-shading her flesh. While I worshipped at her teat, her hands stroked at my hardness nestling between my thighs, she stroked and tugged gently at it, coaxing it to its maximum hardness.

We lay down, as my hands stroked her labia, and teased at her opening searching for the nub of her clitoris. Alisha lifted her left leg over my right thigh and smoothly, without fuss or fanfare I entered her.

I think that was the first time we made love. Now you may wonder how someone can make love to a machine, but when you engage another individual sexually and they engage you back, and it's tender and caring, fulfilling for both of you as well as incredibly rewarding, well if that's not as close to making love as doesn't make any different -- then I know nothing.

Alisha changed her appearance a little as well. Now she appeared older, less a fresh-faced girl, more a woman. She had added some subtle lines around her eyes, and her skin while still soft under my fingers looked a little bit more 'lived in'. She kept her silver hair and that megawatt smile with the curved edges. She'd kept the bigger boobs as well. She was still Alisha -- I wanted to say 'my' Alisha, but that's not going to fly anymore -- but she was also saying that she had grown.

At the end of a sweaty languid afternoon we lay there resting.

"About your vibrate feature_" I said, as she lay on my arm and I toyed with her hair, "

As I've mentioned before Alisha's built in vibrator's take things to a whole new level. I love the fact that she has internal 'muscles and what she can do with them, but the built-in vibes? Wow!

Alisha looked at me, her eyebrows furrowing, "What about it?"

"There's nothing wrong with it," I said seriously. "I just think we should spend some more time 'calibrating' it."

Comprehension spread across Alisha's face like a beautiful dawn, and she laughed, then all of a sudden she straightened her face and told me -- equally seriously -- "I think that's a good idea! A couple of hours should be enough."

"It might be." I laughed, wondering if I would survive one hour let alone two, "It just might be!"

"And that, dear heart, is how you came into my life." Alisha snuggled closer. I looked at the weather, the evening had gone darker, with the wind driven rain still rattling off the window.

Alisha has come so far in the time we've been together, her capacity to learn is immense and she has learned so much. Some would say that she isn't really learning, that she's just storing data on which to base her performance, that her AI is merely imitating a real woman. I think, in fact I know, she has gone beyond that. I don't subscribe to the idea that droids can mutate, so I'm pretty sure that the people who designed Alisha built in the capacity for this. Perhaps this is what they were aiming at in the first place, but she is definitely more than just an AI storing data.

Her personality has really developed. Alisha takes pleasure in things, she enjoys certain activities and she tries to avoid other things, just like real people do. She has developed as a person, she throws Lingard's lasciviousness back in his face by teasing him, she is meek with some people and can give others a piece of her mind. Above all while she and I are still very much a couple, she is adventurous and wants to learn more. I know some nights she goes out and -- shall we say 'explores'? But that's entirely her right to do so, and I'm pretty happy that she can take care of herself when she does.

We had originally planned to have a walk out to a bar a few streets away tonight, for a drink and some live music, but with the storm battering the old city of Below and the rain hammering down outside we decide to retire. As we move past the table, I pick up the five vials that wait there. The larger one is a mix of alcohol, glycerine, glucose and fructose; and the others are aromatic liquids -- cherry, vanilla, peach, and my favourite -- strawberry. It's time for a little more experimentation.

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