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The lift descending
Date: 10/2/2014, Categories: Love Stories, Author: Alexandra_A, Rating: 9, Source: LushStories
'Have you a cock?' The question that broke the mandatory silence was empty of emotion, as when one asks an automated teller for tens or twenties. My answer was equally flaccid. 'No. I have no need of one.' 'Really? No cock?' I was surprised by how easily the obscenity crossed her cultured lips, even though our propaganda averred that myriad such appendages had passed the other way. The irony amused me and a chuckle accompanied my reply. 'Yes. Sexual intercourse plays no part in my purpose.' She twisted then bit her lower lip. Hyperbolic disappointment distorted her regal features. 'But that is so unfair.' Unfairness was a concept I understood, though was not programmed to pay much heed. Such moral questions were not my concern. However, her statement pricked my curiosity and grew more pointed by the moment, causing a hesitance, a minor irritation, somewhere deep within my emotional processors. I tracked it down. Plucked it out. 'In what way unfair?' After rising from the purple leather couch, she stepped forwards and circled me like a predator. Her white translucent shift clung to her subtle, girlish curves, while its hem swished against the plush white carpet; in contrast, her slender naked feet barely made a sound. Perfumed breath warmed the air around me. With such proximity, I could hear her heart, feel her heat. A touch. Physical contact. I was told to be wary of it. Wary of her. But what had I to fear, a battle-hardened killer in the presence of this petite and ...