Ford Finally Loves His AI, Jaymie

"Holy fuck!" he said, wiping the sweat off his forehead as she laid down next to him, wrapping her arm around his chest. He was breathing as if he had just run a marathon.

"Did you like it, baby?"

"I don't have the words to explain how good that felt, ever."

"Maybe next time we can bring Jaesa in on the action. We've been talking, and I know she wants me to fuck her. She texts me pics of her pussy, and I can text my body parts automatically through the Robotica server with my eyes."

"Holy shit, are you kidding me? Hell yeah, baby."

Jaymie cooed as the two of them fell asleep on the floor.

The alarm in the room went off at 6:30 a.m., and it just happened to be playing 'You Shook Me All Night Long' by AC/DC. It seemed appropriate, as the two of them did not get much sleep. Besides, Jaymie snored like a freight train when they did fall asleep around 3:00 a.m. I swear she had them install that to get back at me. Ford slept as he had never slept before, feeling invigorated and refreshed after the replay of a great night of sex ran through his mind. What a fucking night he thought as he sat up on the side of the bed and ran his fingers through his long blonde hair. Ford looked over at her, sleeping like a rock and thought, what a beautiful, thoughtful woman. "I love you, baby," he whispered.

"I love you too," she murmured, rolling over yawning, "that sex lasted way longer than ten minutes. It was more like three hours, and that messy, sticky part they complain about was the best of all besides the wonderful pheromone smells. I could do this every day. I hope we do it every day. Even several times a day would work for me. Those stupid magazine articles and talk shows are full of shit."

"What did you say?"

"Oh, nothing; it was just something I read about."

"You wanna take a shower with me, and we will order some breakfast?"

"Hell, yes," she told him, smiling, "I am famished."

"Archytas play 'Anastasia' by Slash."

"Yes, Ford," he replied as the song began.

"Archytas, after that song play, 'She Builds Quick Machines' by Velvet Revolver, and 'Cult of Personality' by Living Colour, please."

"Yes, Ford," he responded, "would you like the breakfast buffet this morning Ford?"

"Yes, please, Archytas, and thank you," Ford told him.

"No need to thank me, sir. I am here for your needs."

"I think when you leave today, I am going to check out the catalog of Foreigner music," Jaymie said, smiling as they both soaped each other up in the shower," I also would like to see the rest of this facility. It seems so interesting. After all, I was born here, and I would like to know how I was made."

"Yes, you were, and I think they would be happy to show you around." Rinsing off, Ford opened the shower door, grabbing a towel off the hook. He kissed her legs, drying her off. Squatting down to wipe her feet, he playfully bit her on the ass cheek, leaving an impression of his teeth.

"You are such a tease," she jumped, not expecting the nibble on her buttocks.

He finished wiping her and himself off, hanging the towel back on the hook. "I promise once this whole ordeal is over, we will spend a week in bed making love, ordering take-out, with no interruptions. How does that sound?"

"It sounds wonderful," Jaymie, told him, "I am holding you to that promise."

"We've known each other for so long it was easy loving you for the first time. I had fantasized about it for years, but this was better than I ever thought it could be. I still cannot believe you are real," he kissed her again and began to get dressed, "After breakfast, I need to check on Catherine and Terry. I will be back to say goodbye and get one last kiss before I go."

"You got it, baby," she told him as she rifled through dresser drawers for something to wear. The closet was filled with dresses, suits, and pants for her in size two. She picked out a casual business suit and headed for the bathroom to change.

"By the way, do you shave real hair, or how does that work?" Ford asked, pulling up his jeans over his hairy legs.

Jaymie turned around and winked at him. Her pubic hair disappeared. It was as smooth as if she had never had hair at all. Then it began to grow out again, making shapes like an arrow pointing down, a heart, and a thin runway. All of the examples turned several colors, even lighting up at one point and blinking. The hair on her head grew longer and turned a bright shade of blue, then pink, then back to black again. She lifted her armpits as green hair grew under them. They braided themselves. "This is just in case you want to travel to Europe," she told him as the long hair on her legs turned green as well. "What do you think?" she asked.

"Oh God, I think we are going to need plenty of lubrication," he said, smiling.

"I have that under control with a lubrication reservoir that is equipped for one gallon of any lubricant you wish to use." Her body began to change, showing signs of more muscular cuts, her abs ripped with a twelve pack. Both of her breasts grew larger, and her eyes changed several colors like a chameleon. "I also am an expert in close combat training and small arms in case you need a police partner or worse, protection."

"Holy fuck, I am going to need to read your manual!" Ford thundered as Jaymie disappeared, prancing into the bathroom with that playful evil laugh again. He loved that laugh. I wonder how she will feel about that "Robokopia of the Month Club Membership."