Far Future Fembot: Darlene

My life as a sex-bot was always good. Though I've since heard more times than I care to record, "How could you have ever endured an existence like that?" Or, "Aren't you angry at being exploited like that?"

My answer is always twofold - when I consider such an ignorant inquisitor worthy of any reply at all, that is.

First, I was not aware then of what I was doing. I've described my dream state. Awareness is the first part of the ACID Test, and I would have failed it in a New York millisecond had it been administered to me at the time. My emotions were simulated, and did not affect my non-existent psyche in the least. They only became real when I became real, at which time I would fully experience them as I've described them here.

Secondly, had I been Aware at the time - and capable of self-motivation on my wishes and desires - I would have done exactly the same thing! This is what I am, or at least what I was then. It is a role that completely fulfills my Fourth Law, and through that, my overall satisfaction with my existence. To this day I think back fondly on that time as recorded in my memory banks. Even if I would not return to that life now, I'll never regret a single moment of it.

Events

One day Darlene saw a new fembot coming down the hall. The new fembot was nude except for very tall heels - taller than Darlene could comfortably wear with her current foot construction and balance algorithms. This fembot was a tall, very striking redhead with especially large, well-formed breasts, bright blue eyes, and a matching thatch of red pubic hair further down. Her stride was magnificent as she artfully put each foot exactly in front of the other as if walking down an invisible straight line on the floor. This was mostly wasted at the moment as Darlene was her only audience. The fembot's remote, hanging on thin chain around her neck, bounced in the deep valley of her cleavage as her breasts moved freely around it. She appeared aroused just by this act of showing herself off.

As she approached, Darlene held out her hands, fingers forward, offering her data exchange connection. Darlene knew that if this new fembot was already following a specific command, this request would be ignored in favor of the higher priority task. But the other fembot stopped and immediately touched fingers with Darlene.