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I watched free helplessly as Susan lost her soul to the machine. Standing free there completely impotent to act lesboerotica I watched her eyes, once so sparkling with life and joy and free yes...love turn pale lesboerotica and milky like those lesboerotica of a dead fish in a lesboerotica meat market free. This was what I had wanted so badly. What she had been willing to do to lesboerotica never lose me. But in attempting to become my perfect fantasy I instead beheld an lesboerotica animated silver free corpse, which never could again give me lesboerotica the warmth of her love. She was software instead of soul. Steel instead of tenderness. She was the lesboerotica perfect lover, companion, would never displease or fail lesboerotica in anything asked of her. She was after all, programmed that way. But humanity cannot be programmed, a person can be programmed lesboerotica, but humanity, true caring and love can only be imitated within the limits of circuits and programming. I was suddenly very alone in the perfect lesboerotica relationship. And as time progressed, I came to understand that I had lesboerotica not only killed her lesboerotica; but lesboerotica like some ghoulish fiend lesboerotica, stole to the lesboerotica graveyard lesboerotica and desecrated her corpse lesboerotica. Her cold metal corpse. And even worse yet I had played lesboerotica god and brought this beautiful abomination back, and like some lesboerotica fetishistic lesboerotica Frankenstein reanimated her corpse lesboerotica to fulfill lesboerotica my demented needs. As she had demanded I do. I remembered that she had wanted lesboerotica this free, at lesboerotica least as much as I did. It was lesboerotica her fantasy lesboerotica too lesboerotica. To be powerless, helpless in her own body, a mindless ever ready toy. The lesboerotica perfect robot plaything. But the realities of the lesboerotica "real" world and the fantasy lesboerotica of lesboerotica fiction lesboerotica are not always the same or compatible. To tinker with the human brain lesboerotica, reprogram or alter it isn't so specific a lesboerotica process at lesboerotica our lesboerotica current level of lesboerotica technology as to be able to pick lesboerotica selectively which things to alter. Realistically such technologies are still centuries away. So REAL lesboerotica world robotization lesboerotica or chemical lesboerotica mind control or any such procedures are lesboerotica more like lobotomizing lesboerotica the lesboerotica "subject"/victim than "fine tuning". That's the sad reality. But she wanted to be mine forever. Wanted lesboerotica to be beautiful forever. Wanted to be half human/ half something from a sci-fi movie. The lesboerotica ultimate bondage slave was one who lesboerotica was bound inside herself. A slave in her own mind. The fantasy lesboerotica overrode the reality that SHE would be gone. We rationalized that some of lesboerotica her would lesboerotica remain. Trapped in the fantasy. That being the fantasy. The thrill . The excitement. We proceeded joyfully, blindly.
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