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Senior POV

Here I am, alone... again...

At least that's what I wanna say, but actually, I am alone with only the company of FUCKING ROBOT BOOBS! Don't know if I wanna say 'Hell Yea!' or 'Why did this happen to me?!'

For a few seconds I thought we were gonna kiss, and sure it's kinda pathetic to lose your kiss virginity to a robot, but there are no other cool candidates who would do it for free and are in the area of 500 miles.

Her breasts are pretty damn pillow-like, yet still kinda firm, ok ok! I'll stop, I'll stop!

I move my hands and think about touching them once more, but I decide that I'll just creep up her body like a slug, and kiss her like I wanted to.

I look at her face, which was now rose red, much different from the face that she would use to kill me with.

I raise myself up to her face, looking down to her helpless looking body.

"It isn't my birthday, you know," WHAT DID I JUST SAY?!??! Idiot! Don't speak if your brain is as empty, and I know I want my balls want to be, but that ain't gonna happen!

She raises her eyes and suppresses a chuckle, losing a little bit of her rose look.

"Well guess what I'll do for your birthday~" She whispers back, so softly you barely hear what she says.

Now there was an intense feeling on my face, is this how it's like to be sunburnt?

"Look who's getting cold feet and a warm face now!" She says triumphantly, at least that's what she would've said if my mouth wasn't in the way, so it sounded more like, "Look who's- Mmph! MMPH!!!"

I wrap my tongue around hers relishing the moving warm feeling on my tongue.

Her tongue quickly returns the favor, but accepting the position of being in the submissive position.

After about a minute and thirty seconds, my oxygen supply running out and Kylie seeming to not require it, still going strong.

When I pull out I only have a brief gasp of air before she pulls me in again for another make out.

I respond by firmly keeping my hands on her breasts, occasionally squeezing, which she responds by arching her back towards me, practically force feeding my hands her breasts. And I let her do so, cause who says no to free booba!? I sure don't!

When we leave each others embrace, I finally remember that we were in the middle of a romantic movie when we started having our moment, but seeing that neither of us were in the mood to keep watching, I quickly turn off the TV.

"How we feelin... Kylie?" I hesitate over calling her babe or not, but decide against it, I really don't know how she would react to that, yet.

"I'm feeling fine, however, if you don't clean up the damn floor, I might just have to clean it up myself," She grins evilly, and her plot was made painfully clear.

'Don't clean up the damn shit on the floor, and I'll get rid of everything you've ever worked on!'

We didn't want this, so instead of being a normal adult, because I wasn't, I'm a damn 19 year old!

So instead, I sigh and mutter, "Well I guess we'll need a new, larger place to live in, am I right?"

Now it was her turn to sigh, I guess that wasn't the answer she was aiming for, "I do have plenty of cash from that heist however, so I bet I could get a bigger house, I heard the South Pacific is nice this time of the year..." I trail off, already planning of getting a raft and just floating about.

Now you may be wondering, 'What about The Line?!'

And I would simply tell you that The Line has been serviced all over the globe for the last decade and a half, at least! One of the reasons why traditional WiFi died out, also cause people didn't have to pay atrocious fees, because the line was just a transmitter to the companies servers, meaning that there was no IP, no transfers, and almost everything the old WiFi did.

However, without the good ol' IP to track you with, companies had to find new ways to track you, an example of their solutions was the brain implants.

So instead of a new world of privacy, it became an age of tracking, unless you were good enough and disciplined enough to hide everything you ever did.

Anyways, enough with the talking about the Pacific, tracking, and WiFi. More focusing at Kylie! Now looking quite confused at why my expression was so scrunched up.

"Internal dialogue," I tell her, and it all seems sorted out, I guess she has them as well, I guess cause she has alter personalities, maybe.

"I just want to let you know, the South Pacific may not be the best idea, since you know...

electronics plus water is never a fun equation, especially when my power source is involved," She rambles, before realizing she might've spoken too much.

"Whats so special about your power source?!" I demand.

"T-that's private..." She whispers, aghast by her running mouth, probably kicking herself for speaking too much, maybe under the lines of, 'So unrobotlike!' I guess.

I'll do one more push, and if that doesn't work, I'll ease off, "More personal than me touching your boobs?"

She looks back at me in a look of pure shock, "Y-yes it is..." She stammers, "Anyways, you should go to bed, it's already morning, and you have work to go to!"

"Alright, I guess you're right, but I wanna let you know they you'll tell me eventually. I also don't have to work tomorrow, it's my one day off," I say, before walking to my room, looking at Kylie one more time before going to bed.