Far Future Fembot: Darlene
Chapter 50: Aftermath

Copyright© 2005 by DB_Story

Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 50: Aftermath - You met Darlene in "Far Future Fembot". Now here's the story from her point of view about love that effortlessly spans lifetimes.

Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Fa/Fa   Fa/ft   Consensual   Romantic   Lesbian   BiSexual   Heterosexual   Hermaphrodite   Science Fiction   Robot   Tear Jerker   First   Safe Sex   Oral Sex   Masturbation  

Thoughts

Some refer to solar storms as Acts of God. And it's often said that it's an ill storm that blows no good. This storm blew many things, not all of which were fully understood at the time. Only afterwards did the true significance of all that happened become more recognized.

We all thrilled to the news of Bill's heroic saving of the m-bots on the Moon as more detailed accounts of it finally started to arrive. I must say that I would have expected nothing less from the man I've chosen as my owner. And in our admiration for his daring, we never forgot those who assisted him either.

Rudy, who hadn't slept or budged from the room he'd guarded with the helpless m-bots never would discuss the incidents of those days. Suffice it to say that not only did he look a bit worse for wear afterwards, but both the men on his work crew — and the robots — treated him with deference and awe afterwards.

When I heard of his exploits on my brother 'bot's behalf, I extended him a permanent invitation to Lady Heather's, which I'm happy to say he took advantage of numerous times during his time on The Downside.

Although he wouldn't even tell us about that one experience on the Moon, he regaled everyone with many other stories of his long life and the lessons it's taught him. He quickly became beloved by every fembot here, all of whom actually competed with each other for his attention.

I also enjoyed spending time with him. I found his hard won wisdom a match for Samuel's. Rudy understood that complicated issues can still be discussed in simple terms. An example of this was when I asked him once why he'd accepted my invitation to the House in the first place.

"When someone's trying to do you a favor, it's nice to let them," he replied succinctly, and that was all he needed to say.


Even more interest from the girls was reserved for Tommy, the young man whose heroics made Bill's rescue mission possible. And who paid such a high personal price in the process!

Any time three or more fembots had more than a few minutes of idle time the subject seemed to turn to Tommy, with speculations over just what kind of owner he'd make. Everyone was just fascinated by the young man who'd given up any chance of fatherhood to rescue a bunch of m-bots that had barely spoken to him until then.

I was able to quell some of the useless speculation that was consuming so many compute cycles by informing them that I'd made Tommy the same offer as Rudy, and if he accepted then they'd be able to assess his qualities for themselves once he completed his indenture. This only toned down the discussions to a dull roar as Tommy remained an item of intense interest for all the unowned fembots. This was my first indication of how profoundly what had happened on the Moon was affecting the robot population at large.

It would be a while before anyone would see Tommy. Despite countless offers made to him, he refused every attempt to have his indenture bought out. He was determined to return to Earth not owning a credit to anyone, and that's exactly how it happened.


While all this was going on Anna located a suitable house and quickly set about rebuilding it to her requirements. Events were now accelerating in the right directions and she was becoming less important to the overall movement every day. This is exactly what she'd worked for. Rather than wanting to remain in the limelight, she was moving away from becoming the single point of failure in her movement.

It was during this time that the rest of us were learning that accepting responsibility has another vitally important aspect to it. Accepting responsibility means the end of blaming anyone else for the majority of your problems — or situation — in life.

While robots have overall been quite satisfied with their niche in society — which has often been a protected one given our original status as valuable equipment — this new awareness on our part has made us very aware of many who still blame their own situations on factors allegedly imposed on them by others. Part of our job in accepting responsibility for ourselves involves helping others realize their need to do the same. Only then will the cycle of perpetual victim-hood truly come to an end.

One way we do it now is our refusal to accept such people as owners. You must stop feeling that other people are constantly oppressing you if you want to partner with a free-willed robot. In our own way it's another strike on our part — and is proving to be a very effective one.


Finally the day came when Anna took Bill's old possessions out of storage and moved them in to their new dwelling. She spent nearly a day just making sure that the paintings were all hung right and lit properly.

Then she sent him a picture of the house, along with notice that she'd bought out the remainder of his indenture. She urged him to return to her quickly, but didn't mention what a celebrity he'd become to many down here in the meantime. I'm sure she felt he might not come back at all if he knew that!

Bill, however, never returned to either the worldwide acclaim — nor the cozy house and loving fembot — awaiting him. His ship was mysteriously destroyed with all hands lost on its journey back home.


Events

Afterwards, everyone expected Anna to move back into Lady Heather's, even taking over again as its head. Darlene would have been the first to welcome such a move.

But Anna surprised everyone by announcing that she would live in the house she'd built for Bill's return and await him there. To the uninformed it might have seemed like the loss of her owner had permanently unbalanced her mind, but to those who knew her true story it made perfect sense.

Although Anna would return to Lady Heather's almost daily and work as hard there as any other 'bot, she never moved back in. She said she was doing this to keep earning a living. That was, at best, a partial truth. To Darlene's mind Anna remained owner of the House and entitled to all its profits. She knew Anna was doing this to remain of service. Once a 'bot has lost its reason to function, it's demise becomes inevitable.


Cherie left the House for several years soon after Daphne's demise. It wasn't that she couldn't face the House without her owner — quite the opposite. The companionship, closeness, joy for all the tasks she so willingly performed there, not to mention the good income all remained as valid — if not more so — than before. Cherie had another calling tugging at her.

Some years earlier a fembot had interned at the House for a summer. This fembot had on, her own initiative, started the first accredited Fembot Studies course at a major university. She came to the House to learn more about the changing expectations and roles for fembots in sexual areas while gathering information from the unparalleled breadth of fembots and their histories represented at the House. After a vow of strict secrecy Darlene had even arranged for her to meet with Lady Heather once.

This fembot — Carrie Allen — had worked like any other 'bot at the House for the summer, and found it so fulfilling that she returned again each summer for many years afterwards. During these times she and Cherie had become quite close because of Cherie's own search into her roots of what it means to be a fembot.

Now Cherie left to take up a position of her own as head of Fembot Studies at a prestigious eastern university. While this caused some initial consternation at her new home due to her lack of "official" teaching credentials, as with Carrie Allen no one could ever argue with her lack of qualifications. Cherie took the required teaching courses and earned her credential to silence her critics.

The House received regular reports back each semester about how popular her class was, and how an increasing number of robots themselves were enrolling in it. And how much it was helping Cherie, who continues to learn about herself.


Tommy's first appearance at the House was an unannounced surprise. Perhaps this was because he hadn't dropped by just to score some free fembot sex. He came out of respect for Bill, and to convey his personal regards to Anna whom Bill had spoken of often to him as they recovered together in the lunar hospital. Tommy proved surprisingly well informed on Bill's entire history with Anna.

He was received graciously there by all the fembots, including Tami-7, who'd shown up in a new twenty-seven-year-old body only an hour before commenting that, "I may have been trying to grow up a bit too fast otherwise."

Despite all the attention Tommy was receiving from every 'bot in the House, Tami-7 really seemed to catch the young man's eye. And once she had it, she made sure to show all the right things to keep catching it. Then she used a completely unique approach to hook his interest amidst among all the other fembots clamoring for his attention.

After giving Anna the first shot for time with Tommy, Tami-7 made her move. "May I paint your picture?" she asked innocently. "After all, you're a hero to so many of us. You even knew my step-dad."

"You paint?" Tommy asked surprised.

"Yes," Tami-7 replied simply, pointing around to the many oil paintings that now adorn the walls of Lady Heather's.

"Bill was your step-dad?"

"That's a bit complicated, but I can explain it while I'm painting you," T7 replied, taking his hand and leading him over to the corner where she'd set her easel up.


They had time to talk because Tami-7 was painting very meticulously for once. Some even suspected she was sandbagging the completion of her painting just to get more time with the young hero. If so, rather than jealousy or envy, the other fembots admired the success of her technique and sought to learn from it.

Their conversations started with some long talks about T7's own history with Bill, and her intense interest on knowing everything about his time on the Moon.

 
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