H is for Heuristic

"It might hurt Byron." Mike said.

"Oh, you humans and your jealousy. I wish I could program that out of you."

"Well you can't, so use Anya or me to get your jollies." he said.

He was still a little upset, but knew he should be more understanding with this fascinating machine. "Hey, come over here." he said.

They walked toward each other. He held her and said "You understand how important it is for Byron, right?"

She looked at him with her beautiful cameras. "Not really. But don't worry, I'll be good."

Mike gazed into her realistic eyes. "Works for me." he said.

Anya came out of the washroom then and walked by the kissing lovers on her way to pick up her facemask. She silently put it back on to the front of her head and then went to get fully dressed again.

Mike squeezed Tammy's sexy ass as they kissed, then pulled her pants up over her hips too.

"Okay," he said as they separated. "Fun's over for now. Back to work."

"Yes Mike," Anya replied coldly.

Tammy looked at him with her software driven desire and said "Yes Master."

Mike couldn't help but smile and give the fembot another kiss.

"I'll tell Byron he can look at that hard drive now." he said as he went to sit by the phone.

Chapter 70 - Play And Plug

Mike dialed Byron's room number into the phone and waited for an answer.

"Hello?"

"Byron, it's Mike. Do you have that computer ready yet?"

"Not quite. Why? Is she ready?"

"Well, the hard drive is. Come on over and we'll get you connected."

"Alright. I'm on my way." he said.

"Hey, Byron?" Mike said just before he hung up.

"Yeah?"

"Bring a CD we can listen to. You have any Slayer?"

"Umm, no. I don't have any Slayer."

Mike laughed. Byron wished he could be in as good a mood. "I'm kidding. Bring whatever you want to hear."

"Okay."

He hung up, turned the muted TV off and stood up. He had plans to shave for the first time since leaving the cabin, but he put it off some more and grabbed the unpacked laptop.

After picking up his keys, he walked out his door and through the other that Mike held open for him.

He looked at Heather. She was still missing large portions of skin, as well as her facemask and all her clothing.

"I'll be a while setting this thing up probably." he said as he turned to go sit by the nearby table. He untied electrical cords and cables while Mike picked up the CD.

"Tchaikovsky." he said. "Sweet. There's no opera on this is there?"

"No." Byron said as he plugged things in.

Mike took the CD out of its case and walked over to Anya. "Hey Byron, check out my CD player." he said.

Byron looked up from what he was doing and watched Mike interact with the extremely gorgeous android.

"Take off your facemask, babe." Mike said.

"Yes Mike." Anya said, predictably. She put down her tools and followed the verbal command.

"Scan this." Mike said as he handed her the CD.

"Yes Mike." she said again.

Byron expected Anya to insert it somewhere in that exposed mess of electronic circuitry, but instead she stuck the CD on her index finger, like a record on a spindle.

The fembot pointed her finger at her opened head. The portion of her finger that held the disc expanded out slightly to grip it firmly, then began to rotate rapidly. The disc spun as a red beam of laser light shot out of Anya's painted glass eyeball and on to the surface.

"Neat, huh?" Mike said as he looked back to Byron.

He was more puzzled than anything as he watched Mike's artificial friend read the contents of the disc in that unusual and unexpected way.

After a couple of minutes, Anya stopped the process and handed the CD back to Mike. "Scanning complete." she said.

Mike grinned. "Play." he said.

Immediately, the digitised audio came forth into the room, generated by Anya's speaker. It sounded quite good.

"Not so loud." Mike said.

Anya computed that his command called for a volume reduction of 25%. She reduced the volume of the music by that much and waited for further instructions.

"She's got a lovely voice, eh?" Mike joked. "Too bad she's not in stereo." He had the urge to tell Byron of his audio experiments with Anya on the left and Tammy on the right, but decided to save it for another time.

"That does sound pretty good." Byron said. The startup sounds and tunes of his own notebook computer got his attention as he returned to work on setting it up.

"Back to work Anya." Mike said quietly.

"Yes Mike." she said, adding her voice to the stream of music emanating from her exposed high definition speaker.

Mike sat down and read the CD booklet while the others around him got back to work. After a quarter of an hour of clicking through settings and adware, Byron announced that he was ready.

Tammy and Anya looked his way and finished their immediate tasks. Tammy looked at Anya and said "Reduce volume 50%."

"Yes Tammy." she said over music that was now half as loud as before.

"I'll show you the newly built access ports that will be behind Heather's new chest panel." Tammy said as Byron walked over with the laptop.

He sat down on the bed, right next to his naked and still dormant girlfriend. He watched as Tammy pointed out the ports that had been rebuilt. There was a new one that linked straight to the old laptop's hard drive.

Byron looked at the connection port and the realistic manicured robot finger pointing at it. he looked up at Tammy. He looked into her eyes for a long moment.

She looked back at him and showed him her warm, disarming smile.

"Uh, Tammy, after I check out Heather's data, can I take a look at your programming?"

Byron felt a little weird asking the fembot that question, but her reaction immediately put him at ease.

"Of course." she said. "I'll show you whatever you'd like to see."

"Thanks Tammy." he said. "You're very realistic, very... human-like for a machine. I'd like to learn some things from your software so I can incorporate them into Heather's."

"Sure." Tammy said, still smiling her friendly, attractive smile. "Whenever you want, just plug that thing into me."

Mike felt a little bit of jealousy creeping in as he watched his woman interact with the other human. He could feel it, but he couldn't rationalise it. He didn't like it.

Tammy and Anya stood up straight as Byron carefully plugged the cord from his laptop to Heather's chest. The mouse cursor on his screen changed to an hourglass, and stayed that way for a long time.

No one moved. The men were quite anxious to see what would develop.

Byron breathed in deep and said "Come on." as he exhaled. Eventually, the hard drive showed up on his laptop as an external storage device.

Byron showed a smile and wasted no time in looking for and downloading his diagnostic programs. These were the ones that Fembot Command had supplied him with, and the ones he had altered for his purposes. These were the software analysis tools that allowed him to see Heather's binary, digital love for him.

A lot of time went by. Mike was getting a little bored, and he couldn't cure his boredom in the usual way by fondling one of his fembots. So he just waited and enjoyed the music while gazing dreamily at Anya's beautiful electronics.

Tammy stood behind Byron, and scanned his notebook PC with her advanced optical system. Mike looked at her too, especially her sexy butt, and wondered what manner of 'thoughts' were going through his lover's chest.

Byron tapped his fingers anxiously and went through all the 'what-ifs' he could think of. He waited for the progress bars to crawl slowly from left to right - from empty to full.

Anya just stood there playing music.

At last, when Byron's tools had all been transferred, and when he had shut-down and restarted the computer, he was ready to inspect Heather's hard drive to see if she was still who he hoped she was.

Chapter 71 - Time To Eat

The data that came out of Heather's new hard drive looked a lot like Byron had expected it to look. He ran certain parts of it through his diagnostic programs, and all his tests went the way he thought they would.

The drive itself was in perfect condition, with no flaws or defects found. "Wonderful." Byron said after a few minutes of silence.

Mike wasn't sure how he meant it though. "Everything good?" he asked.

Byron didn't answer right away. He nodded slightly eventually and said "It looks good so far."

"How 'bout some burgers tonight?" Mike asked.

Byron thought for a moment. He hadn't had an honest to goodness fast food burger for at least five years. "Sure." he said. "What the hell. Just not McDonalds."

"Okay. No clown." Mike said. He looked over at Tammy "Let's get some food."

She smiled at him and stood up.

Mike looked over at the CD player. "Hey, you want a burger and some fries Anya?" he asked with a smirk.

"I do not require food." she said in her ultra-icy, ultra-sexy way.

Mike looked at her pretty circuitry for a moment and went to get his coat and shoes. "What do you want?" he asked.

Byron tried to remember just what was on the artery-clogging menu of those sodium and grease emporiums. "Cheeseburger. Make it a double. With Bacon. Throw in some fries too."

"Anything to drink?" Mike asked as Tammy got ready to function outdoors.

"Can you pick up a bottle of red wine?"

"With burgers?"

Byron thought it over briefly. "You're right. Have you ever heard of Heineken?"

Mike chuckled. "I've drank enough of that stuff to fill a swimming pool."

"Alright." Byron laughed. "Thanks for feeding me." He looked up at Mike as him and his favourite robot headed out.

"You're welcome. We'll be back in a jiffy." he said.

"See you later!" Tammy said sweetly as they exited and went toward the car.

"You know where the Wendy's is?" Mike asked.

"I know where every Wendy's is." she said.

Mike knew it was true. He got in the passenger side.

Tammy closed the door and put on her seat belt. They leaned close and kissed. "I love you Master." she said, knowing just how to push his buttons.

"I really love the way you're programmed." he said.

They laughed and kissed some more, this time a little deeper. They kissed for a few minutes and started to send their hands out to enjoy the contours of each other's humanoid form.

Mike was getting hard again. "We should go." he said. "Remember, we have to leave town tomorrow."

"Yes Master." she said with a smile. Her painted glass eyes were so vibrant and alive.

She started the engine and put her hands on the wheel. She looked at him.

"I know that look." he said. "What kind of computations are going through that sexy chest of yours?"

"I have an idea." she said. "Byron wants to look through my programming, right?"

"Yeah... what are you getting at?"

"Well, how 'bout I tell him that I'll only let him do that if he lets me sleep with Heather?"

Mike was surprised. "What's the matter with you?" he said.

"There's nothing wrong with me. My diagnostic scans have revealed no..."

Mike cut her off. "Will you stop trying to get into Heather's pants? She's OFF LIMITS!"

"Oh, you're such a prude." she said. "It won't do any harm to ask."

"Alright, fine. Ask him. Don't blackmail him, but ask him. I know he'll say no. And don't ask him when I'm around. I want no part of that. Besides, you already agreed to let him look at your programming."

"Are you done lecturing me?"

Mike looked at her. "Are you sure you're a machine? You're not acting much like one."

"I'll take that as a compliment, thank you." she said.

"You're lucky I'm hopelessly in love with you." he said. "Now let's get the fucking food already."

"Yes Master... you prude." she said.

The happy couple drove out of the parking lot and out on the road to the burger joint. While they were on their way, Byron was getting more and more sure that Heather's behaviour would be exactly as it had been before. With almost full certainty he knew she would still be his to command, and that she wouldn't try to get in touch with Natasha - or anything like that.

He finished up his diagnostics and put the computer away. He stood up and went to use the washroom. He couldn't get the images of Heather's exposed electronics and mechanics off his mind. It was hard to believe now that all of that hardware could function in such a way as to make him forget what she was.

He dried his hands and looked at Anya as he came back into the room. She still pumped out the passionate digitised music through her speaker for him. He sat down in the other chair and leaned back all the way, trying to work a knot out of his shoulders.

Anya scanned his image constantly. She could see the human showing signs of stress. She walked over to where he sat.

He looked her way and wondered what she was up to. "Anya?" he said.

Before he could say anything else, the supermodel-like machine walked behind his chair and put her artificial hands on his shoulders.

"My scans indicate that you are showing signs of stress. I will perform a massage on your shoulders."

Byron felt strange. The music had gotten louder as she got near. Now it was right behind him as her warm plastic hands applied pressure to just the right points on his tense muscles.

He decided to relax and let the robot finish. She appeared to know what she was doing.

"Thanks Anya." he said. "I didn't know you could do something like this."

"You are welcome Byron." she said. "I have data pertaining to many styles of massage and therapeutic manipulation stored in my memory banks."

Byron sat still for a moment as the brunette android rubbed the stress out of his neck and shoulders. He closed his eyes. He was starting to feel pretty good.

"This is my favourite part." he said. "...of the music." he added.

"Would you like me to repeat this section?" she asked.

"No, that's fine." he said.

The music played for him as the hands of the machine brought him much needed relaxation. He made a note to himself to program Heather to do this, once she was up and running again.

When another ten minutes or so had gone by, Byron gently brushed Anya's hand aside and stood up to stretch.

He reached up and stretched out his muscles. He closed his eyes and moved his head around to work out the muscles in his neck. He felt so much better now.

"Thanks Anya." he said. "You know... I feel like I've been a little to harsh with you before. I'd like to apologise."

"That does not compute." Anya said as he looked at the flashing LEDs and coloured wires inside her head.

"Never mind." he said.

They stayed silent for a moment, facing each other.

"Byron," she said, "you are a physically attractive human male. My calculations indicate that we should engage in sexual intercourse together."

Byron felt some stress return. "No." he said firmly. He stepped back, intending to sit back on the other chair.

"If you connect your portable computer to my hard drive you can inspect my data and verify that my calculations are correct." she said while moving toward him.

"No Anya." he said. "No. I don't want to have sex with you."

"That does not compute." she said, still moving closer as he stepped back. "I am a physically attractive humanoid robot. I am programmed and fully equipped to engage in sexual intercourse. My calculations indicate that we should engage in sexual intercourse together."

"Stop it!" he said loudly. He was still trying to get away.

"Please remove your clothing." she said, quite undeterred. "You are incapable of resisting me longer than I can pursue you."

Byron hit the edge of the empty bed with his legs and stumbled back. Anya followed closely, and crawled on all fours on the bed after him as he scurried away backwards.

"Anya, I'm warning you. Stop it right now!"

She kept after him, staring him down with her electrified circuits showing while his music still emanated from her speaker. Her two naked eyes stared inhumanly right through him.

"That does not compute." she said. "My calculations indicate that we should engage in sexual intercourse together."

Byron got up quickly and ran into the bathroom. Anya looked calm and cool as she walked her sexy fembot strut after him. She aimed her opened head at the closed and locked door, then at the knob.

Inside her chest, she made a new series of computations to deal with the new data she had just recorded. The digital desire for sex with this other male human was outweighed by the digital desire not to destroy the flimsy door or the weak door lock. She kept playing music while she stood rock still in front of the bathroom door.

Mike and Tammy returned at that time. "Food's here!" Mike said, in that good mood that time alone with Tammy always put him in.

He looked over at Anya. "Byron in there?" he asked.

The brunette android babe turned her head his way and said "Yes."

"What are you doing right in front of the door?" he asked.

"I was trying to convince Byron that he and I should engage in sexual intercourse together."

Mike didn't like the sound of that. "Go stand over there." he ordered Anya.

"Yes Mike." she said and complied.

"Byron?" he called out on his way to the bathroom door. "You can come out now."

Byron opened the door and looked at Mike. "Don't you ever leave me alone with her again." he said.

Mike didn't know what to say. "Sorry. I'll have a talk with her."

"I'm serious." Byron said. "She was literally chasing me."

"We'll make sure she doesn't do that again." Tammy said.

"Come on, let's go to your room and eat." Mike said. "Tammy will take care of Anya."

Byron came out, feeling a little silly. He didn't look at Anya, who was standing far in the corner, facing the wall.

"Okay. Let's eat."

Mike and Byron picked up their food and went back over to the other room.

"Talk to her, will you?" Mike said to Tammy as he left.

Tammy nodded. When they were gone, she went over to Anya and pulled her out of the corner by her hand.

Tammy looked at Anya - still faceless and still pumping out beautiful music.

"You've been a naughty fembot." Tammy said.

"That does not compute." Anya said blankly.

Wearing a huge smile, Tammy got on her knees and pulled down Anya's pants. "I like that." she said.

Tammy put her mouth up against Anya's pussy and took care of some digital desires of her own.

Chapter 72 - Discussion

The men got in the room and settled in. Byron got some beer down first while Mike went to wash his hands.

Byron sat down in the chair and looked at the TV. It wasn't on. He just looked at it. He was thinking about robots. He thought about the robots he liked. Heather and Tammy were on that list. He thought about the robots he didn't like. Anya had just crossed over to that list.

He took another swig and looked up at the crappy stucco job on the ceiling. He felt like getting drunk. Not just tipsy, but fucked up good. Six beers wouldn't do it for him though. He decided to save it for another time.

Mike came out of the washroom. He had been thinking about robots too. He was always thinking about robots though.

"Not hungry?" he said to Byron as he sat down and got into his greasy burger as quick as he could. "If you don't act fast, I'll eat it for you." he joked.

"Mike, what the hell is Anya's problem?" he asked.

Mike bit into his spiced sandwich. He chewed the food in his mouth out of the way so he could answer. "You mean the way she doesn't listen?"

"Yeah." Byron said as he put the bottle down and grabbed his food finally.

"She's... how do I put this..." he thought for a moment. "She's very independent, but at the same time she'll usually obey my commands."

"Usually?" Byron asked.

"Well, if she doesn't, then Tammy just sets her straight. She always obeys Tammy."

"Aren't you afraid of that android going berserk or something?"