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Wheelchair Accessible Vehicles | Lewis Reed Group | Robot eyes

I will call you 'Darling' You asked it of me, after all The significance doesn't matter ... nor the motive Naught but the request ... My positronic pathways are designed for compliance Not cognizance or inquiry I can simulate discussion and discourse But only to the extent of your particular discernment (Does that work for you, Darling?) My simulations and parameters are of MALE inclination But I will behave in any manner you wish me to And adjust to your fantasies accordingly (You'd like to invite a female friend? By all means, Darling!) I am autodidactic and fully upgradeable My software definitions are autonomic and unrestrained I learn by means of observance and instruction My algorithms are highly flexible But prioritized as conciliatory (I AM a pleasure model, Darling!) My cyber-syllabus does not allow for judgement Nor does it differentiate between fetish and conventional eroticism Your reasoning and intents are not of my concern Your satisfaction and fulfillment ARE ... (How does that feel, Darling? A bit lower, perhaps?) My ameliorations are not confined to simple file processing My onboard hardware comes with instantly-scalable improvements (It's the meat AND the motion, Darling!) Which are adjusted to your palate and desires You will find I am pliable in the appropriate places and demeanors And firm where such is required, gauged to your responses (Deeper, Darling? You have but to ask!) I am attuned to your preferences, but ONLY yours And my stamina far exceeds human limits. (Stop talking? Of course, Darling!) One last thing before we continue: * Please contact the manufacturer immediately, should I exhibit ANYthing that indicates personal preference or opinion. * (Oh, Darling ... may I keep my eyes open when we kiss? I DO so love ... to watch!)

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Date: 3/15/2021 1:49:00 PM
Teeheehee, nice to see a delightful departure from your usually dark, morose writes, Greg:-) Brilliant, as always!
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Date: 11/7/2020 11:38:00 AM
LOL! She-it did seem to be talking a lot. That last part splits the gut! Fun!
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Date: 11/7/2020 11:19:00 AM
Have you ever seen ex-machina? this poem really made me feel "her" dilemma, artificial intelligence programmed to sense and "feel" human emotion and sensations, I'm not a sci-fi fan but this is excellent!
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Date: 11/7/2020 9:54:00 AM
hahaha. that last line was a killer. She is having a thing for the owner!!! Loved this. Sadly, she is probably what many men dream of!! Such a fresh poem, Greg.
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Date: 11/7/2020 4:15:00 AM
Brilliant write, Greg!
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