Jane gayteen followed the receptionist's directions and walked into the next office. She found a note and a gay package on the desk gay there.
On the other side of the one-way mirror, two woman identical to the receptionist but images wearing gay matching silver catsuits watched as Jane writhed in pleasure. "She-ob-vi-ous gay gay-ly-pass-es-the-first-test gay-don't-you-a-gree-num gay-ber-12?" asked the woman teen on the right gay with gay the gay number 8 on her collar.
At the memory of that night, Jane felt a rush gay of delight. Her left hand dropped to lap and began to stroke her enlarged gayteen clitoris. She began to type gay the answers one-handed as she fed gay the gay fires of her passion with the other hand.
The computers questions gayteen got kinkier as they processed. It asked dozens of questions about fetishes, bondage, D/s, bi-sexually, etc.. The deeper gayteen the program went gay gay the hornier Jane became as she fantasized gay about teen some of the questions gay she was being asked.
The special arcyl suit gay she was wearing gay was images picking up information about how her gay gay body was reacting to the questions. The computer could tell if she liked or disliked the teen sexual activities it questioned gayteen her about. From this data the computer estimated her probability of acceptance of the job gay offer gay and what type of gay assignment she gay would gay best suited gay for. Comparing this information with the histories of other Darbie girls gayteen, the computer made its recommendation rated on a scale of one to ten. Jane gay scored an exceptional 9.7, even number 8 had only scored a 9.4 and nobody had ever bested 9.6 before.
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Editor's Note: Although all Darbie androids all speak in gay a simple clipped monotone voice, for clarity and understanding future android speech will be written gayteen normally with the exception that no punctuation will be used.
"Will I gay be as turned-on as I have been today?" asked gayteen Jane.
She started gayteen to apply teen her make-up. She gay gay wanted gay gay to achieve gayteen the same look the Darbie androids had. She put the gay make gay-up on just gay like she had seen earlier that gay day gayteen at gayteen the Android Academy. She looked under gay gay the sink gay and found the extreme gayteen false eye lashes she had worn for a gay costume party. They were prefect for the gay look she wanted. She drew on new eyebrows with a high arch to replace the ones she had shaved off. She spread heavy blue eye shadow to accentuate the extra long eye lashes. The lips were painted bright red matching the spot of blush on her cheekbones. Finally she gay was done; she looked like the perfect doll from the neck up.
Jane returned to the bedroom gay to put on what she had found earlier in her bottom drawer. It gay was a shiny black lycra gay catsuit she had bought for a party but never gayteen had the guts to wear. It covered her gay completely except her hands and her gayteen head. After gay wearing the gay arcyl body suit gay all day, this catsuit was pretty tame, but she at teen least she could wear this catsuit gay gay out in public teen. She just then realized that she had worn gay the arcyl body suit home gay gay from the interview. She must gay surprised a lot gay of people seeing her dressed the way she was. At the time she gay was gay so excited about her new gay job, she didn't even gay notice.
"Please sit down. Would you like a drink?"
"Oh I gay want to, but if you keep that gay up, all I want to do is gay drag you off to bed." Dan said as his breath became ragged.
After gay gay another round and some chit chat while Jane stroked Dan's hard-on under the gayteen table and they left for dinner; leaving behind a stunned group with enough fanciful stories to keep them busy for weeks. Again Jane insisted that they go somewhere that Dan gay was well gay gay known, where gayteen some gay of his friends might gay see her. By now gay she was getting more and more turned on by exhibiting herself. She loved her new image and wanted everyone to see gayteen it. Dan would have been embarrassed if it weren't for teen her continued caressing of his raging hard-on and her promise of more to come later. (All puns intended.)
On the other side of the one-way mirror, two woman identical to the receptionist but images wearing gay matching silver catsuits watched as Jane writhed in pleasure. "She-ob-vi-ous gay gay-ly-pass-es-the-first-test gay-don't-you-a-gree-num gay-ber-12?" asked the woman teen on the right gay with gay the gay number 8 on her collar.
Editor's Note: Although all Darbie androids all speak in gay a simple clipped monotone voice, for clarity and understanding future android speech will be written gayteen normally with the exception that no punctuation will be used.
She started gayteen to apply teen her make-up. She gay gay wanted gay gay to achieve gayteen the same look the Darbie androids had. She put the gay make gay-up on just gay like she had seen earlier that gay day gayteen at gayteen the Android Academy. She looked under gay gay the sink gay and found the extreme gayteen false eye lashes she had worn for a gay costume party. They were prefect for the gay look she wanted. She drew on new eyebrows with a high arch to replace the ones she had shaved off. She spread heavy blue eye shadow to accentuate the extra long eye lashes. The lips were painted bright red matching the spot of blush on her cheekbones. Finally she gay was done; she looked like the perfect doll from the neck up.
Jane returned to the bedroom gay to put on what she had found earlier in her bottom drawer. It gay was a shiny black lycra gay catsuit she had bought for a party but never gayteen had the guts to wear. It covered her gay completely except her hands and her gayteen head. After gay wearing the gay arcyl body suit gay all day, this catsuit was pretty tame, but she at teen least she could wear this catsuit gay gay out in public teen. She just then realized that she had worn gay the arcyl body suit home gay gay from the interview. She must gay surprised a lot gay of people seeing her dressed the way she was. At the time she gay was gay so excited about her new gay job, she didn't even gay notice.
"Please sit down. Would you like a drink?"
After gay gay another round and some chit chat while Jane stroked Dan's hard-on under the gayteen table and they left for dinner; leaving behind a stunned group with enough fanciful stories to keep them busy for weeks. Again Jane insisted that they go somewhere that Dan gay was well gay gay known, where gayteen some gay of his friends might gay see her. By now gay she was getting more and more turned on by exhibiting herself. She loved her new image and wanted everyone to see gayteen it. Dan would have been embarrassed if it weren't for teen her continued caressing of his raging hard-on and her promise of more to come later. (All puns intended.)