Date: Fri, 27 Dec 2013 05:28:26 -0800 From: borischen <borischen@zoho.com> Subject: Love and the Robot Chapter 2 Love and the Robot, Chapter 2. By Boris Chen. Copyright 2012 All Rights Reserved. Chapter 2 The weeks dragged by. Finally July 1st arrived, it was a Friday afternoon. I slipped out of work early. I am a VP of Engineering at ThunderInc. We make the sound systems for movie theaters and homes. Ours is the only one capable of accurately reproducing the sound of a full-voltage lightning strike thunder clap indoors. Ours is also the preferred technology for an accurate reproduction of a rocket launch and a rough ocean surf in places like South Africa and Hawaii. Let's say I know a thing or two about sound reproduction and the hardware that makes it work. We're talking something like twenty three thousand watts of audio power available in short bursts for theaters and about one thousand five hundred watts in the home setting to reproduce thunder and the surf on the north shore of Oahu in January. Our offices are in downtown San Diego but we do our construction in Amarillo, Texas. I've been there a lot. Kevin may go there someday with me but he doesn't know that yet. -+- It came as a total surprise to me when one week before Kevin was ready to be picked up at the Robco store, I got an email from him. At first I thought it was a scam, but it came from the corporate address of Robco in Tokyo. He already had his own email, BIC number, serial number, and construction history with photos and video. I saw his metal chassis and internal structure. I could see the computer inside him and his articulating frame hanging from an overhead conveyor as robotic assembly technicians slowly assembled and tested his components. Crap! I was already calling it 'him.' It was almost weird watching him on the overhead conveyor being shuttled from department to department being assembled, first a chassis, then a chassis with extremities, then with all the insides, then the insides powered-up and tested, then skin level organs, then skin and hair. I watched as this naked limp 18 year old hung by a steel rod from a conveyor side by side with other cyborgs on their way to software and diagnostics, final testing and burn-in, then shipping! I could hardly wait. The Robco TV commercial I saw said their skin was a mixture of real human flesh and hair with a synthetic that helped resist injury, burns, cuts, scrapes, infection. Plus, it sped up production time so they could grow adult human skin in less than one week from a few cells in a test tube. My eyes got stuck watching his body as he inched to the next department once his skin with hair was on. Robco employees walking down the hallway next to a conveyor loaded with authentic looking people, all naked, all someone's fantasies come true. I suppose not all would be for sex, some were for being primary caregivers, some for security, some for company-friendship. How sad. We all had our own reasons, few discussed such things. Only they know but they aren't telling. I could hardly stand the wait. I spent extra time on the bicycle (something he was supposed to be capable of after a month or two of walking and solving basic balance computations). He might actually fall several times during the first weeks while he self calibrated. This was part of the trade-off for selecting rapid delivery, he had several break-in problems to solve, one of those would be fine balance, like bicycle riding and dancing or skateboarding, snowboarding problems. Fuck, I'm calling him 'he' and 'him' again! I am so gonna mess this up I just know it! -+- One week ago I had the house ready. The spare room was fixed into a modest bedroom. I already knew his size, that was easy. Clothes in stock, socks and shoes to shirts, caps, winter stuff, bicycle, and skateboard too. He would not be in school, I ordered him with a college equivalency of a bachelors in marketing, at age 18! Might make him awkward around others his age. I was working lots of hours, 14 hours a day trying to get well ahead in my department so I could take time off for K-Day, July 1st. The days went by slowly. On day K-minus-three my ISP installed the new router and tested wifi coverage all around the house. They installed the cyborg server that was always online. This provided real-time diagnostics and problem solving, plus he had access to the web anywhere he was at home, so he'd be a walking Wikipedia as well as a hot sex toy. I stopped masturbating two days ago. That was a challenge. -+- On K-minus-one day I was horny as hell wanting to fuck a hole in anything that was nearby. I could hardly wait. I thought about renting one for the evening but got a bottle of wine instead to temper my urges. I watched The Wizard of Oz to keep my mind off my groin and tomorrow. It worked until the scarecrow said, "Some people go both ways!" I fell asleep with a boner and a huge wet spot in my shorts. I was off the next while from work. They would call in an emergency, but I was taking a vacation. I didn't tell anybody at work what I was doing but I'm sure people could tell I was distracted. I made it to Robco at the mall at 10am by taxi. I was escorted right to the same room I had before. This time there was a large stainless steel box the size of a casket on a four-wheel cart in the room. My heart was pounding in my chest as we approached. The sales rep asked me if I was alright, if I need water or a moment alone. I must have looked like I just got shot or something but I declined all of their kind offers, insisting we get it over soon. He reached to the handle on top slowly lifting the top. The large stainless box slowly opened revealing what looked like a dead naked teenager. I was stunned by his appearance. 'It' was exactly like the videos I saw. He had clothes folded neatly laying over his lower legs, jeans and a t-shirt, socks, shoes and a thin boyish necklace. He was laying on a pad with a pillow under his head. His hair was black and shiny, straight and freshly cut. I ran my fingers through it. His hair was somewhat stiff, wanting to be straight and lay down perfectly over his head. His eyebrows were wide, thick, giving him the look of just being surprised. His eyes were gently closed. The nose was medium and straight as possible. No hairs were visible. I watched his chest slowly rise and fall, much slower than a human would be while asleep. I felt with my fingertips something like a small USB memory stick coming out of the top rear of his head, must be what is keeping him in stand-by mode. His lips were thick and turned out, something soft and squishy to kiss, perfect for giving long tongue heavy kisses and excellent oral sex. His ears half hidden by his hair. The neck was what I would describe as mildly athletic normal. The arms showed some size in the triceps and biceps, like one year of casual weightlifting in school and time on the swim team. His chest was slightly muscled and tight. He had a swimmers body really, not a lot of definition there. No six-pack abs, just a smooth soft hairless belly, sides and armpits. His hands were large and soft, no signs of wear. His belly button was shallow and smooth at the bottom. It was female fashion model perfect. You could see the smooth bottom of his belly button from twenty feet away. No hairs to be seen anywhere from his sideburns to his groin. I wanted to lower my face right to his stomach right then. His nipples were larger than I expected, about two and a quarter inches in diameter, round not oval. His tiny teats in the middle were about a quarter inch in diameter when raised but otherwise mostly flat, you could only feel them with fingertips or tongue. I knew I might have him extend them from time to time. They should protrude about a half inch on verbal command only. We walked down by his knees. His legs were a bit on the thin side, fit but not too muscular. He was built to swim or run sprints. The salesman lifted the cloth over his groin to expose a limp four inch dick. It's head the same color as his lips and tits. Minimal pubic bush I could shave but it would grow back slowly. It laid bent over his nuts which were large and hairless. His balls almost looked weird with no hair. It all looked dormant but ready to go. He had the same pubic bush I did when I was 12. Sales guy asked if I wanted him turned on his side, I declined the extra inspection. He showed me the software-power port on his head near the cowlick. He also had a charging port on the bottom of one of his big toes. All totally waterproof. I was thirsty and sweaty and wanting to leave, they sensed my anxiety. He asked me to leave so Kevin could power up, get dressed and join me in the lobby by the door. As I turned to leave the sales guy gently grabbed my arm stopping me. I watched as he pulled the tiny USB key from his head handing it to me, then I left the room while Kevin started-up. Seconds later I was in the lobby deciding which chair to sit in. They had my device installing their app with master controls and a panic button. I also got a small remote control with the same controls. I declined teaching, finished signing papers and sat in the chair by the door watching stuff in the mall, people walking by with Amazon bags and restaurant leftover bags. I could hardly wait. My stomach was upset and I was sweaty and anxious feeling. I heard a door close down the hallway and people talking getting closer. Footsteps. One of them sounded like gym shoes. I swallowed almost afraid to turn and look. I wanted him to see me first. End of Chapter 2. You can read ahead any time to the end (ch.13) for free at my webpage: http://www.wattpad.com/user/borischen Since this is an R-rated story you must sign-up as a user 18 years of age or older then Follow me, otherwise Wattpad will hide some of the chapters from you. It's free! Please dont use your facebook login!