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	Candy smiled brightly.....		Candy smiled brightly.....

	"Gee, thanks."......and stepped smoothly through the doorway, her heels clicking as she walked. Camilla was pinching the bridge of her nose again as she pushed the door shut. When she turned around to face the statuesque brunette, she was standing in the centre of the room with her back to her, her long dark hair swinging smoothly as she looked around. Dressed like she was, Camilla wondered if she'd been taken for a prostitute by anyone who saw her on her way over. A short tight pink angora sweater, nearly nonexistent denim hot pants that revealed most of her conspicuously celulite-free butt and lurid pink high-heels. As she approached the near-naked brunette from behind, Camilla thought she noticed something strange about the back of that tight, fuzzy sweater. A small, very slight angular shadow, or bulge.		"Gee, thanks." .....and stepped smoothly through the doorway, her heels clicking as she walked. Camilla was pinching the bridge of her nose again as she pushed the door shut. When she turned around to face the statuesque brunette, she was standing in the centre of the room with her back to her, her long dark hair swinging smoothly as she looked around. Dressed like she was, Camilla wondered if she'd been taken for a prostitute by anyone who saw her on her way over. A short tight pink angora sweater, nearly nonexistent denim hot pants that revealed most of her conspicuously celulite-free butt and lurid pink high-heels. As she approached the near-naked brunette from behind, Camilla thought she noticed something strange about the back of that tight, fuzzy sweater. A small, very slight angular shadow, or bulge.

	"Uh...Take a seat." Camilla suggested. She resisted the temptation to ask if Candy would like something to drink. A moment later the two women were seated opposite each other, Candy sitting upright on the couch with her legs crossed and her hands placed delicately one over the other on her knee, Camilla sitting on her armchair with her legs folded under her. There was silence again. Camilla noticed Candy's pink high heels had matching pompoms She wondered if Candy dressed herself, or if this scant ensemble was Charlie's work.		"Uh...Take a seat." Camilla suggested. She resisted the temptation to ask if Candy would like something to drink. A moment later the two women were seated opposite each other, Candy sitting upright on the couch with her legs crossed and her hands placed delicately one over the other on her knee, Camilla sitting on her armchair with her legs folded under her. There was silence again. Camilla noticed Candy's pink high heels had matching pompoms She wondered if Candy dressed herself, or if this scant ensemble was Charlie's work.

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	"Great!" she gushed automatically. Charlie surveyed her suspiciously.		"Great!" she gushed automatically. Charlie surveyed her suspiciously.

	"Yeah? What was so great about it." He mumbled, shoveling still more food into his mouth. Candy's smiling mouth opened but then her expression seemed somehow pasted on and the mouth closed again. After a moment Charlie ~~realised~~ her expression was utterly frozen - a faltering smile and a vacant stare - then he rolled his eyes and continued eating.		"Yeah? What was so great about it." He mumbled, shoveling still more food into his mouth. Candy's smiling mouth opened but then her expression seemed somehow pasted on and the mouth closed again. After a moment Charlie realized her expression was utterly frozen - a faltering smile and a vacant stare - then he rolled his eyes and continued eating.

	"Searching." The voluptuous brunette droned a moment later. The focus suddenly returned to her eyes.		"Searching." The voluptuous brunette droned a moment later. The focus suddenly returned to her eyes.
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	"OK, Candy. You tell ME what you think Charlie might be unhappy about."		"OK, Candy. You tell ME what you think Charlie might be unhappy about."

	Candy's head cocked to one side and her deep brown eyes looked to the ceiling as if thinking. Camilla waited, then ~~realised~~ Candy seemed suddenly strangely inanimate.		Candy's head cocked to one side and her deep brown eyes looked to the ceiling as if thinking. Camilla waited, then realized Candy seemed suddenly strangely inanimate.

	"Searching." The immobile imitation woman recited flatly, eyes still looking upward in feigned consternation. A moment later she looked back at Camilla, smiling contentedly.		"Searching." The immobile imitation woman recited flatly, eyes still looking upward in feigned consternation. A moment later she looked back at Camilla, smiling contentedly.
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	"Look, we've been over this. The problem is..........you're......." Camilla hesitated, reluctant to break the bad news, "You're a robot, Candy. You're programmed to act a certain way and if you're always just trying to make him happy, you won't. That's actually why he came to see me today.......It really sounds to me like he wants more than just someone with........." Camilla hesitated and gestured mutely at Candy's overly lustrous tanned body a few times, reluctant to say the words. "........the perfect body........." she eventually managed.		"Look, we've been over this. The problem is..........you're......." Camilla hesitated, reluctant to break the bad news, "You're a robot, Candy. You're programmed to act a certain way and if you're always just trying to make him happy, you won't. That's actually why he came to see me today.......It really sounds to me like he wants more than just someone with........." Camilla hesitated and gestured mutely at Candy's overly lustrous tanned body a few times, reluctant to say the words. "........the perfect body........." she eventually managed.

	Camilla stopped and ~~realised~~ Candy was completely inanimate again, staring across at her with glazed eyes. Camilla went to speak, but the lifeless woman interrupted her.		Camilla stopped and realized Candy was completely inanimate again, staring across at her with glazed eyes. Camilla went to speak, but the lifeless woman interrupted her.

	"Processing...." Candy said clearly - only her lips moved. Camilla waited. Candy stared at her vacantly. Camilla could not get over how suddenly plastic the artificial woman seemed. Her skin was just too lustrous, her complexion somehow too perfect. The problem was, Camilla ~~realised~~, that everything about her was just a little too exaggerated - some things more obviously exaggerated than others of course........But the lips were slightly too full; the nose a little too button-perfect; the cheekbones a fraction too prominent; the eyes too..........doll-like. And of course, that bulging figure.....all too generously endowed. No wonder Charlie was struggling to see her as real. Her designers had obviously spent too much time concentrating on making her body 'perfect' without considering how unnervingly unnatural the resulting 'dreamgirl' would appear.		"Processing...." Candy said clearly - only her lips moved. Camilla waited. Candy stared at her vacantly. Camilla could not get over how suddenly plastic the artificial woman seemed. Her skin was just too lustrous, her complexion somehow too perfect. The problem was, Camilla realized, that everything about her was just a little too exaggerated - some things more obviously exaggerated than others of course........But the lips were slightly too full; the nose a little too button-perfect; the cheekbones a fraction too prominent; the eyes too..........doll-like. And of course, that bulging figure.....all too generously endowed. No wonder Charlie was struggling to see her as real. Her designers had obviously spent too much time concentrating on making her body 'perfect' without considering how unnervingly unnatural the resulting 'dreamgirl' would appear.

	"Processing...." the vacuous, animatronic doll repeated, then the focus returned to those glistening dark brown eyes, a contented smile regarding Camilla aloofly.		"Processing...." the vacuous, animatronic doll repeated, then the focus returned to those glistening dark brown eyes, a contented smile regarding Camilla aloofly.
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	"What are you doing?" Camilla asked uneasily as Candy approached.		"What are you doing?" Camilla asked uneasily as Candy approached.

	"I MUST make Charlie happy." The Automate chimed yet again as her hands reached out toward Camilla. Reflexively Camilla grabbed the Automate's slender wrists as the voluptuous girl leaned down over her. Camilla found herself straining to keep the hands away from her neck. They pushed firmly down at her - more strongly than she would have expected. Shortly, over her own grunted exertions, Camilla heard motors winding furiously in Candy's arms. She felt her own arms weakening under the strain as she stared desperately up into Candy's disturbingly serene face, that ridiculous bulbous cleavage wobbling right in front of her as she struggled with the suddenly homicidal sex droid. She began to panic as she felt Candy's perfectly manicured finger nails brushing at her throat, the skin of the supple wrists squeaking through her increasingly sweaty grasp. Then suddenly she ~~realised~~ what an idiot she was being.....		"I MUST make Charlie happy." The Automate chimed yet again as her hands reached out toward Camilla. Reflexively Camilla grabbed the Automate's slender wrists as the voluptuous girl leaned down over her. Camilla found herself straining to keep the hands away from her neck. They pushed firmly down at her - more strongly than she would have expected. Shortly, over her own grunted exertions, Camilla heard motors winding furiously in Candy's arms. She felt her own arms weakening under the strain as she stared desperately up into Candy's disturbingly serene face, that ridiculous bulbous cleavage wobbling right in front of her as she struggled with the suddenly homicidal sex droid. She began to panic as she felt Candy's perfectly manicured finger nails brushing at her throat, the skin of the supple wrists squeaking through her increasingly sweaty grasp. Then suddenly she realized what an idiot she was being.....

	Candy reeled backwards as Camilla's legs pushed out against her abdomen. She tottered on her pink fluffy high heels, stumbling inelegantly back against the end of the couch and then into a tall, narrow ornamental table which toppled slowly over. Camilla leapt from the armchair to her feet as Candy regained her balance. Camilla was then surprised to see Candy turn away, her head looking down at the stricken table.		Candy reeled backwards as Camilla's legs pushed out against her abdomen. She tottered on her pink fluffy high heels, stumbling inelegantly back against the end of the couch and then into a tall, narrow ornamental table which toppled slowly over. Camilla leapt from the armchair to her feet as Candy regained her balance. Camilla was then surprised to see Candy turn away, her head looking down at the stricken table.

	"Oh Gee. What a mess!" she gasped, her satellite dish of hair swinging back and forward as she shook her head, then she leaned forward suddenly from her waist. Camilla just watched dumbfounded as the crookedly posed dreamgirl righted the small table and then stood upright herself. Camilla suddenly ~~realised~~ the scantily clad brunette was turning to face her again, that expression of utter contentment regarding her somehow coldly. Candy's head cocked playfully to one side.		"Oh Gee. What a mess!" she gasped, her satellite dish of hair swinging back and forward as she shook her head, then she leaned forward suddenly from her waist. Camilla just watched dumbfounded as the crookedly posed dreamgirl righted the small table and then stood upright herself. Camilla suddenly realized the scantily clad brunette was turning to face her again, that expression of utter contentment regarding her somehow coldly. Candy's head cocked playfully to one side.

	"I MUST make Charlie happy." She repeated, stepping toward Camilla purposefully once again.		"I MUST make Charlie happy." She repeated, stepping toward Camilla purposefully once again.
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	Camilla opened her eyes cautiously and turned back to face the artificial dreamgirl. Candy was facing the water-drenched counter, though standing upright, her arms still bent L-shaped at her sides. A veil of smoke rose darkly over her head. There was a high, but faint, whistling sound that was rising smoothly in pitch, silenced suddenly by a crackle from somewhere inside her body and that pert rear end leaned out as her over-endowed torso tipped forward indecisively again.		Camilla opened her eyes cautiously and turned back to face the artificial dreamgirl. Candy was facing the water-drenched counter, though standing upright, her arms still bent L-shaped at her sides. A veil of smoke rose darkly over her head. There was a high, but faint, whistling sound that was rising smoothly in pitch, silenced suddenly by a crackle from somewhere inside her body and that pert rear end leaned out as her over-endowed torso tipped forward indecisively again.

	"I have a control panel for goodness sake." She trilled, staring vacuously down at the counter's wet surface. Camilla noticed an exaggerated angular bulge in the back of Candy's stretched sweater - more prominent then when she'd noticed it before, she was sure. That faint whistling became audible again, it's pitch rising steadily - then another internal crackle spat. Camilla saw a puff of smoke appear through the fabric of the back of Candy's sweater and whirring motors lurched Candy upright again. Something definitely bounced out squarely against the inside of that sweater. Glancing past the overloaded android, Camilla noticed the apartment was noticeably dimmer, though lit still by the windows along two of it's walls. Camilla considered running, but then suddenly ~~realised~~ the key to her front door was in the pocket of the faltering dreamgirl's hotpants. Still another whistle and fizzle, and the scantily clad torso twisted stiffly sideways, slightly away from Camilla while the athletically toned legs remaining fixed to the spot. Camilla moved cautiously toward Candy's right flank.		"I have a control panel for goodness sake." She trilled, staring vacuously down at the counter's wet surface. Camilla noticed an exaggerated angular bulge in the back of Candy's stretched sweater - more prominent then when she'd noticed it before, she was sure. That faint whistling became audible again, it's pitch rising steadily - then another internal crackle spat. Camilla saw a puff of smoke appear through the fabric of the back of Candy's sweater and whirring motors lurched Candy upright again. Something definitely bounced out squarely against the inside of that sweater. Glancing past the overloaded android, Camilla noticed the apartment was noticeably dimmer, though lit still by the windows along two of it's walls. Camilla considered running, but then suddenly realized the key to her front door was in the pocket of the faltering dreamgirl's hotpants. Still another whistle and fizzle, and the scantily clad torso twisted stiffly sideways, slightly away from Camilla while the athletically toned legs remaining fixed to the spot. Camilla moved cautiously toward Candy's right flank.

	"I am a robot." The vacant Automate repeated happily, her glistening brown eyes wide and enthusiastic - though animate enough to be unnerving. Camilla reached toward the pocket of those scantily torn hotpants, but flinched away when Candy's slender arms came bouncing stiffly down as, with another internal crackle, the short-circuited sex toy leaned forward once again.		"I am a robot." The vacant Automate repeated happily, her glistening brown eyes wide and enthusiastic - though animate enough to be unnerving. Camilla reached toward the pocket of those scantily torn hotpants, but flinched away when Candy's slender arms came bouncing stiffly down as, with another internal crackle, the short-circuited sex toy leaned forward once again.