Cyber sex
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Frank is on the phone.
FRANK: Hello Cyber Escorts? Yeah I would like to rent one of your units for
the evening. Yeah the secretary program sounds great. you're sure she's
fully functional. Sounds great....Frank Douglas……..Just put it on my
account…….when should I expect her, with in the hour, thanks have a good
day.
A short while later there is a knock at the door and an attractive young
women smartly dressed in business attire enters carrying an attaché case.
ASHLEY: Mr. Douglas I presume? I'm Ashley, I was told that you were
expecting me
FRANK: Wow, that was fast. I wasn't expecting you for another half hour.
ASHLEY: I try to be prompt, I find that most people are eager to get the
process over with as soon as possible.
Frank: I guess to each their own, but if you don't mind I prefer to take my
time.
Ashley: I have allotted 3 hours, if you feel you require additional time, I
can contact my supervisor.
Frank: I wish I could go for three hours, but I'm not as young as I used to
be
Ashley: I must admit Mr. Douglas, your positive attitude is most refreshing.
Not everyone is as enthusiastic. Shall we get started? May we use the desk?
Frank: Wow, you don't waste any time do you? uh yeah the desk will be fine,
besides it kind of ties into the whole fantasy, don't you think?
Ashley: looks at Frank with a somewhat confused expression, but regains her
focus and begins to remove a stack of paperwork from her attaché case. She
places the papers on the desk, pulls out a chair and takes a seat. She
divides the papers into 2 separate stacks and pushes one stack across the
desk toward Frank.
Ashley: Please have a seat Mr. Douglas, I brought you an extra copy, so that
you can follow along. As you can see, the deductions in question have been
itemized for review.
Frank: Itemized, what are you talking about?
Ashley: I am of course referring to, the deductions you made for the last
two quarters of your 2011 tax returns.
Frank: What happened to the sexy secretary program,?
Ashley: Excuse me?
Frank: I guess the whole sexy auditor thing works too…….The outfit certainly
works…..besides whoever designed you really knew how to put a woman
together.
Ashley: I beg your pardon, Mr. Douglas, under the circumstances I believe
your comments are entirely inappropriate. If you don't mind, I would
appreciate it, if you would focus
on the deductions in question.
Frank: Oh yeah, sure, I didn't mean to break character………back to my "tax
audit" Frank picks up the papers and shuffles them slightly as he pretends
to study the pages.
Frank: Oh no! It looks like you caught me…. I should have know I couldn't
fool the IRS…
Ashley: Its a relatively minor infraction, but it must be rectified
Frank: Oh no there are no minor infractions. You caught me fair and square.
I tried to cheat on my taxes. Are you going report me?
Ashley: Mr. Douglas, you've made a very serious admission, intentional tax
evasion is a very serious offense, one that I'm obligated to report to my
superiors.
Frank: Oh yes very serious, very serious indeed. Isn't there anything I can
do to change your mind, anything at all. ……..You know what, this whole IRS
auditor scenario isn't really working for me.
Ashley: Mr. Douglas, I don't know what you're talking about, but I assure
you that this is a very serious matter.
Frank: Enough with the IRS routine, it's just not turning me on. Do me a
favor and search your hard drive and see if you can't access the sexy
secretary program that I requested...
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Ashley: Hard drive ….. Secretary program? … What are you talking about?
Frank: or maybe even the French maid program. Granted you're not exactly
dressed for that one, but it's not like were going to be keeping our close
on, for much longer. That reminds me, how about showing a little skin
darling.
Ashley: I beg your pardon.
Frank: how about unbuttoning that blouse a little bit, here let me help you
with that.
Frank walks behind Ashley then unbuttons her blouse, revealing more than an
appropriate amount of cleavage. Ashley is frozen in disbelief, the shock of
Frank's inappropriate actions are apparent on her face. With her mouth still
gaping open she looks down at her chest. Once she has fully absorbed what
had happened, she quickly covers are exposed cleavage with her hands.
Ashley: What are you doing?………… this behavior is entirely
unacceptable……unacceptable... I am not some floozy you picked up at a bar, I
am an agent of the united states government and I expect to be treated
with…………..respect respect……respect ….Illegal contact, I must report to my
superiors for debriefing .
Frank: Are you alright?…………… you seem to be kind of glitchy...
Ashley: What do you mean glitchy? I simply don't appreciate being felt up by
a complete stranger.
Frank: You sure are touchy for a Pleasuredroid……I think Cyberdate needs to
hire a new programmer…….…I have a feeling your malfunctioning
Ashley: A Pleasuredroid? Cyberdate? What are you talking about. Is that what
this is all about. Newsflash, I am not a damn Pleasurebot. I am Ashley
Morna, Special Agent for the United States Internal Revenue Service and I
fully intend to report this incident to my superiors. I think under the
circumstances we should reschedule this meeting, at the downtown federal
building. Your Secretary Brenda has my contact information.
Frank: Brenda! How do you know Brenda?
Ashley: She's the one with whom I scheduled this appointment. And I must say
she conducted herself in a much more professional manner than you.
Frank: I never got any message from Brenda. You mean to tell me that you're
not from cyber date? I mean I just assumed that, but you were acting just
like those Cyberdate girls do, when they malfunction.
Ashley: What is with all this talk about malfunctioning. Hello…. I thought I
made it clear, that I'm not one of those mechanical prostitutes. Real girls
don't malfunction you idiot. I was going to cut you a break, but after this
I plan to throw the book at you, I suggest you get a lawyer Mr. Douglas.
Frank: Wait, I'm really sorry about the misunderstanding, please wait just
one minute, it was a mistake.
Frank starts rummaging through his things, frantically searching for
something, mumbling to himself its got to be around here somewhere
Ashley: A mistake? a mistake is when you put the decimal point in the wrong
place, you unbuttoned my blouse. What are you looking for? I assure you I
have better things to do than to wait around all day for you to...
Frank: I found it, I knew it was around here someplace
Frank picks up remote control device and points in Ashley's direction
Ashley: Found What?
Frank: My universal remote, Half of the time those Cyberdate Girls show up
with faulty remotes, so I bought my own.
Ashley: So , what's that got to do with me.
Frank: Just a hunch
Frank presses the button and Ashley's arms stiffen a wave uncontrollably
like a person trying to capture their balance. She stumbles on stiff wobbly
legs back and forth. Her eyes are like saucers as she looks shocked and
confused, with her mouth gaping open. She gasp and tries to speed.
Ashley: What...what …..What is happening.... happening... happening....to
me...Stop that….You are not authorized …
Frank: I wonder, oh what the hell lets see what the orgasm button does.
Ashley: Ahhhhhhhhhh-------Ohhhhhhhhhhhho-----Warning do not stimulate this
unit. Sexual programming is inactive,… ..I am unable to process sensory
data….too much input…..
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