(Detroit Michigan, Fall 2037)
I have decided to run away from it all. The lies, the fighting, the promises of a better life that are never going to come true. My husband and I have been married for almost seven years and ever since we took our vows we have drifted further and further apart. Due to my attractive outward appearance my family just couldn't wait until I was of legal age to sell me off to the highest bidder. Granted they chose the one man I actually wanted to marry above all the others, but I was naive. When someone throws you into a pool of sharks of course you are going to choose the one that is least likely to bite you to swim next to, but that doesn't mean they aren't going to.
I have been beaten. Not physically but emotionally. I use to think I meant something. Perhaps even worth something, but marriage took all that away. Now everything I use to own belongs to him, and truthfully, I don't want anything if it can't be mine alone. A selfish notion but that's just how I feel. So I have grabbed my only bank card that is not linked with his and a handful of cash with a backpack of essential items and left the place I use to call home behind. Now here I am, standing on the sidewalk, lonely, forgotten, with no one in the world I can talk to or rely on but myself.
As the days pass I find myself not spending as much money as I expected. I figured I would stay in hotels and dine on fine foods for as long as my account lasted but instead I find myself sleeping outside. Sometimes even in the rain. It calms me somehow. Maybe the feeling of no longer being tied and strung along is enough for me to be comfortable. All those materialistic things that I use to think were so important have no meaning anymore.
I have gotten to know some of the vendors in the area. Never letting them know who I really am and never revealing just how much money I actually have. They all just assume I am another bum living on the streets and certainly not by choice. I let them think whatever they want. Some have even tried to give me advice on how to better myself. I take offense to it considering I am trying to get away from people trying to tell me how to live my life, but at the same time I understand that they are just people trying to help when and where they can. I always just tell them thank you and go on my way.
Today I have decided it is time I actually checked myself into a hotel room. My clothes are very damp and I am sure I smell rank enough to turn a few noses. As I walk the streets I come across a place called Eastern Hotel. It doesn't look like much but as long as it has running water it is good enough for me.
As I wait for the light on the crosswalk to change I get the sense of someone watching me from the abandoned, boarded up house behind me. I give it a glance but find no one. After a few more moments of waiting, I hear the chain-link fence that surrounds the house rustle. I look again and at first I still don't see anything. Is it just a bird or maybe a squirrel? Just then I see it. A pair of hazel eyes staring at me from between the gap of a torn blanket that hangs over the side of the fence. As I look closer I notice they belong to an android. I recognize its class. It's an WR600. A gardener android. My family owns dozens of them to maintain their properties. I have always found them to be much cuter than all the other androids in production. I have even had times where I have masturbated to the idea of sleeping with one. Their bodies are just so perfect, it is almost cruel how they are made to be so attractive and yet most of them can't even perform sexual actions. My face blushes red as it continues to stare at me. When it realizes I have spotted it, its LED changes from yellow to red, and it very obviously turns it's attention away from me shyly. I take a step toward it and it runs for the house.
"Hey, wait!" I shout.
I run up to the fence to get a better look at him but he has already disappeared inside. He closes the door quietly and locks it behind him. Not wanting to let it get away, I search the fence for some kind of opening. There isn't one. I decide the only way in is up and over. I move back to where the blanket lies over top of the fence's pointed edges and climb over. I land on the other side hard and my knees give way for a moment. "Owe fuck," I mutter. Brushing myself off I ascend the porch steps to the front door. There is a scuffle inside that moves away from the door. I knock softly.
"Hello. I know you're in there." Another scuffle. "Please, will you let me in? I promise I'm not here to report you. I just want to talk." There is no movement so I knock again. Still nothing. I sigh to myself saddened that I might have just missed my only chance to actually talk to one. "Okay then. See you around."
I look through the cracks of the boarded up window. Just a run down house with very little furniture inside. No lights. Just the sunshine illuminating where it can seep through the windows. I turn and step off the porch to make my way back to the fence when I hear the front door creek open behind me. I turn back to see the android hiding behind the small opening. His clothes are torn and he has a scared expression across his face.
"Please, don't leave," he says nervously.
I give him a smile. "I see you have decided to greet me." I slowly make my way back up the steps toward him hoping he doesn't run away again. "My name is Freya. May I ask for yours?" I try to use my most calming tone of voice.
"R-Ralph. Ralph is Ralph's name," he stutters. His LED turns back to yellow.
"Ralph. That's a very nice name." I make it to the door and surprisingly he hasn't closed it on me yet. "May I come in Ralph?"
"Come in?" He asks confused.
"Yes, I would like to talk to you. It would seem only fitting if I could do so inside with you. Don't you agree?"
"Inside? But humans who come inside might hurt Ralph. Humans are mean to Ralph."
I keep my hands folded in front of my waist to show him I mean no harm. "I'm not going to hurt you. I promise. Maybe, we can get to know each other better. Maybe even become friends?" I ask.
"Friends? Y-yes. Ralph would like that," his voice becomes giddy and he gives me a smile.
"So does that mean you'll let me in?"
He looks behind him then back at me. "Y-yes. Yes of course." His LED turns to blue and he opens the door wide.
I take the opportunity to step inside. "Thank you," I say to him while bowing my head as I enter..
He closes and re-locks the door behind me. I take a better look around now that I have a view of the house's layout. Just a living room with a lot of sheets and dust that cover the furniture. A few old, warn out pictures, and a couch that is torn in numerous places. There is a fireplace that is still intact. I try to peak into the kitchen but at the same time I don't want him to think I'm rude so instead I turn to face him. He still has a smile spread across his cheeks and he looks at me in wonder. He is so cute just like all the others of his model but even more so because this is the first time I have ever seen one smile.
"So... Ralph, how long have you been living here?"
"Ralph doesn't wish to say, but Ralph's been here a long time."
He stands very still and in one spot as if he is afraid to make any kind of move around me.
"Have you always been here alone?"
"Yes, Ralph doesn't like a lot of people. People only want to hurt Ralph. They pick on Ralph. They try to break Ralph, so Ralph ran away. Then Ralph found this place. Ralph likes it here."
"I'm sorry. That must have been hard for you."
"Yes. At first Ralph wasn't sure what to do. Ralph had to follow his orders. Didn't want to make his owner unhappy, but... but then Ralph couldn't do it anymore."
"I understand." I take a step towards him with my head slightly lowered to show that I feel compassion for him.
"You're not angry with Ralph?" He asks surprised.
"No, not at all," I reply.
He looks at me with worry in his eyes. "But Ralph did a bad thing. Ralph disobeyed."
"It's okay. You were just... defending yourself."
"Defending himself. Yes. Ralph was defending himself."
I reach out my hand to his. At first he studies it unsure of my intentions. "Please, give me your hand," I ask while still smiling to keep him calm. His fingers are jittery as he slowly places his hand into mine. I place my other hand over his and give it pat. "Thanks for talking with me Ralph." My smile grows bigger being able to touch his soft skin.
"Does this mean we're friends now?" He asks excitedly.
"Of course," I giggle.
"Yes." He begins bounce striding around the room. "Come on. I want to show you the rest of the house." He does so and tells me about the kitchen that takes up the rest of the first floor, then we head upstairs where there are two decent sized bedrooms surprisingly still with some beds intact. Dirty but not with any real concerning stains. Then he shows me the bathroom. Just a sink, a toilet, and a bath with shower combo. "So what do you think?"
"It's nice. The place can use some cleaning up but other than that it seems pretty good."
"Great," he giggles.
"Shall we get started?"
"Get started, with what?" He becomes worried again.
"The cleaning silly. Come on. We'll make it a game. You get the down stairs and I'll clean up here and we'll see who can get the cleaning done the fastest. Sound like fun?"
"Fun, yes. It'll be fun!"
"Okay there should be some cleaning stuff under the sink here." I bend down and open the cupboards and find two cans of soap bomb and some wash clothes. "Ah huh, now to see if we have water." I turn the handle on the sink facet and to my surprise water begins to drain out. "Okay, we have what we need then. Here you take this." I hand him one cloth and one can of soap bomb. "And when I say go we start." Ralph hops around excited. "Okay, one, two, three... go!"
Ralph hurries down the stairs to get started. I laugh at how excited he has become over just doing a little bit of cleaning. I work on the bathroom first finding it to be the most important place for sanitation other than the kitchen. After about an hour I get all the porcelain squeaky clean. I can hear Ralph scuffling like a mad man down stairs. I decide to check up on him.
"How's it going down there Ralph?" I holler down to him from the stair's railing.
"No, no. No cheating. No distractions," he replies.
"Okay," I laugh.
I enter the master-bedroom and remove the sheets. I bring them into the bathroom and soak them in the tub. I then hang the sheets over the towel dryer next to it. I take the towels off and scrub them as well.
"Now I really need a shower," I say to myself.
I grab the mop from behind the bathroom door and give the floor a good once over. It doesn't need to be perfect but anything is better than its current state. For the bedrooms I realize I need a way to sweep the floors. I holler down to Ralph again, "Hey Ralph, do you have a broom down there I can use?"
"Y-yes. Ralph has one," he hollers back.
"Can you bring it over to me?" He hurries from the kitchen to the stairs and hands me the broom. "Thank you," I say to him sweetly.
"You're welcome," he replies then hurries back to his task.
I finish up the bedrooms then decide to rejoin Ralph downstairs. As I descend the stairwell I can tell right away that he has done a considerable amount of work. Much of the dust has been whipped away and all the trash and random broken items have been collected into a bag near the door. He is in the kitchen still scuffling away.
I call out to him, "Ralph?"
He hurries into the living-room with the soap bomb and rag still in hand. He looks to me worried again. "Did I lose?"
"No, actually. You win. I'm too tired to keep going so I forfeit." I take a set down on the now slightly damp couch. He apparently even decided to give it a good cleaning.
"Does this mean Ralph has to quit too?" He still sounds worried.
"No, go head. Go for a long as you want. I'm just gonna take a moment to relax."
"Okay," he responds happily and returns to the kitchen.
I rest my head against the back of the couch and close my eyes. Without realizing it I slip into a daze while listening to Ralph humming to himself.
"Freya, Freya..."
I awake to someone calling my name. Temporarily forgetting where I am I look around to find Ralph standing over me. My memory comes flooding back to me. "What is it? Is something wrong?"
"You stopped moving. I thought maybe you were broken."
"No, no. Don't worry. I was just sleeping. I guess I needed to recharge," I laugh.
"Recharge. Yes, recharge."
I notice the room is much darker than before. "It must be getting late. Do we have any flashlights or lamps around here?"
"No, no flashlights. Ralph just moves around in the dark."
"Well, I certainly don't care for that idea." I stand up from the couch. "Look, I saw a convenience store across the street. I'll just hope over there real quick and pick up a few things."
"You're going to leave? But you're going to come back right?" He asks panicking.
"Of course I will. If that's what you want me to do," I assure him.
"Yes, come back. Don't leave Ralph all alone."
I take him by the hands and move in close to him, looking into his eyes. "I wont. I promise I wont be long." I step over to the door, allow him to unlock it for me, and step outside. "Ralph, I want you to lock this door behind me and don't open it for anyone other than me. Got it?"
"Got it."
"Okay, remember. I will be right back."
As I head toward the fence he shuts and locks the door. I climb and hop over just barely able to do so now that I my arms have been scrubbing for the last few hours. I make my way across the street and into the store.
"Hey pretty girl. I haven't seen you for the last few days," says the male cashier. "Where have you been?"
"Not far. Just walking around the city mostly," I reply as I make my way around the store picking up various household things.
"Making any progress on your housing situation? It's starting to get pretty chilly out there."
"No, still renting cardboard boxes for the most part," I joke. I grab a few drinks and a pack of hot dogs from the freezers.
"That's too bad. I hope things can get better for you. It's not safe for a pretty girl like you to always be walking around the streets all alone. Especially at night. There are a lot of desperate people out there who are willing to do anything for even what little money you always seem to have in your pocket."
"Don't worry about me. I'll be fine."
I grab some marshmallows, chocolate, and gram-crackers from the display and plop it all down on the counter. The cashier slowly rings me out. Probably using it as a way to talk to me longer.
"So are you staying somewhere near by?" He asks.
"Sort of. It's a little ways from here."
"You're going to lug all this stuff around town with you? I could give you a lift somewhere after work. You could even crash at my place for the night if you would like," he says obviously hitting on me.
"That's very nice of you but believe me, you wouldn't want me as company."
He laughs, "Anyone as pretty as you is welcome in my book."
I scowl at him. "You know you should be careful who you give these invitations to. Just because someone is good looking doesn't mean they don't have a ton of personal problems that could end up ruining your entire life."
"Geeze, sorry," he says sarcastically.
"Just tell me how much," I demand.
He gives me the total and I quickly toss the money on the counter, grab my bag, and hurry out of the store. I run across the street giving no real mind to the traffic then lean myself against the fence. I put the bag down on the ground and set my face in my hands trying to hold back my tears. It doesn't work. I slam my fist against the fence frustrated.
"Why? Why is it just because I'm attractive that's the only thing anyone sees in me? No one would give two shits about me if it wasn't because of my looks or my family name. I'm nothing."
I hear a whisper from the other side of the fence, "Hey, Freya."
"Ralph?" I reply while wiping the tears from my face.
"Come on, I'll help you get back over."
I toss my bag over to the other side and he catches it.
"Got it. Now it's your turn."
Using the rest of what's left of my body strength I lift myself to the top of the fence but then become stuck when I can no longer use my arms to hold myself up.
"Come on. Ralph's got you," he says while holding his hands out to me.
"I can't. I'm too weak."
"Then Ralph will help you."
He takes me by the hands and pulls until my legs fall to the inner-side of the yard. He is unable to catch me properly and I knock him over, falling hard on his chest. It knocks the wind out of me and I become unable to move for the longest moment. I realize we are now lying face to face in the grass. Like a romance scene in some Hollywood movie. I want to kiss him right then and there but now is not the time for it. We need to get back inside.
"I'm sorry," he says, "Are you damaged?"
"No, I'm okay. Just that was quite a tumble we had." I stand up from him and brush myself off.
"Let Ralph grab your bag."
"No, don't worry. I got it, but thank you."
I grab the items that have spilled onto the grass and shove them back into the bag. We head inside and I search the bag for the camp light that I bought. I flick it on and become more relaxed no longer being in the dark. I set it down on top of the fireplace.
"Okay, do we have wood to make a fire?"
"A fire?" Ralph ponders.
"Yes, a fire," I reply.
"Why do we need a fire?"
"Because I'm freezing that's why. Do you not get cold?"
"No, no cold. Ralph is warm all the time."
"I guess androids must have a built in heating system. I unfortunately do not." I look around the room. "Umm... so yeah, wood."
"Ralph knows where there is wood. I'll get it." He hurries to the stairway and comes back with a few blocks of chopped wood. "See wood."
"Thank you, Ralph."
I place the blocks into the fireplace and toss a few pieces of paper inside with them then light it using my lighter. The wood is so dry the flames grow big pretty quickly. The fire illuminates the room causing a cozy glow to fall over Ralph. Even though I know he is an android, sitting near the fireplace and watching him as his eyes follow the flames as if they are dancing, make him seem that much more human. He is curious, sensitive, and even caring. All traits I never found in my husband. My stomach growls hard and I realize just how hungry I have become.
"Okay, time for dinner." I grab the lamp and head into kitchen. I try turning on the electric stove but of course it does not start. "That is what I thought." I grab a fork from the drawer, then reenter the living-room, and grab the package of hot dogs from the grocery bag. I rip open the package and place one of the hot dogs onto the fork, then hold it over the fire.
"What is that?" Ralph asks.
"Meat, you want some? I'm not really sure if androids eat to be honest."
"That's meat? And you're burning it?"
"Yeah, it makes it taste better this way. More... succulent."
"Succulent," he laughs, "Succulent, succulent. I like that word. Succulent."
I pull the hot dog from he fire and blow on it for a moment before biting a piece off the end. Ralph studies my every move. His LED flashes yellow continuously as his eyes move from my hands to my lips. I finish the hot dog then prepare one for him.
"Here you try." I hand him the fork. He takes it from me and I place a hot dog on it then position his hand until the fork is over the flames. "Now keep your hand right there. If you get too close you'll burn yourself and we wouldn't want you to do that."
"No, no burn himself."
"That's right. Good job."
Ralph smiles proud of himself. As I watch him so many feelings begin to well up inside me. Hope, sadness, lust. "It's a shame really," I say out loud not realizing it.
"What's a shame?" Ralph asks still focusing on the hot dog.
"That there are so many like you all over the city. Androids who just want to share themselves with another living being and yet they have to hide, out of fear, and anger. It shouldn't have to be that way."
"Yeah... but Ralph is much happier now that Ralph has met you." He looks at me for a moment then back at the hot dog. "Ralph is not alone anymore. Ralph only hopes you're happier having met Ralph."
"I am. You're a really nice person, Ralph. You deserve to be happy."
He looks to me again. "No one has ever called Ralph a person before. Thank you." I look at him perturbed. What he has just told me makes me feel even more pity for him. He looks back at the hot dog again. "It has been longer than when you burned the meat," he informs me.
"Okay, you can pull it back now." He does so and then imitates how I blew on it afterward. He then sticks the end close to my mouth. "You don't want any?" I ask him.
"Ralph does not eat but you do. All humans eat, correct?"
"That's right."
I take the fork from him and chew down the hot dog quickly. I then grab the grocery bag again and pull out the items to make s'mores. I stick a marshmallow on the end of the fork and hold it a bit further from the fire than before to make sure it becomes toasted and not burnt. Ralph studies my actions again. Once the marshmallow is golden brown I stick it between the sandwich of gram-crackers and chocolate. The chocolate immediately melts and drips out onto my fingers. As I try to lick it off the marshmallow becomes stuck to my fingers, causing even more of a mess. I laugh as I continue to try to lick it it all off. Ralph joins in on the laughter.
"Sorry, I'm making a mess."
"Ralph doesn't mind. Ralph likes watching you eat. It looks fun."
I look down at myself and realize I am still wearing my dirty clothes. "Speaking of a mess I really need to clean myself up. Care to keep me company upstairs?"
"Of course. Ralph will follow you." I finish off the s'more, then grab the lantern, and lead him up the stairway, into the bathroom. I notice him looking around. "Wow, Ralph really did win at the cleaning game," he teases.
"Yeah, sorry. I never really did much cleaning myself back at my old home so I guess I am not as good at is as you are."
"Do you want Ralph to help you clean?"
"No, I mean not right now."
I look away from him embarrassed of how to explain to him what is on my mind. He watches me intensely. It is as if I can feel his eyes moving over me. It sends shivers throughout my entire body. I turn to the shower and turn it on. Again to my surprise hot water sprays from the shower head. The water is brown at first but soon turns clear. I turn back to Ralph.
"I want you to help me take a shower," I say shyly.
"Help you? Do you need assistance getting in and out of the tub?"
"No, I want you to join me... in the shower." I look at him with pleading eyes waiting for a response.
"Okay," he agrees simply. "What do you need Ralph to do?" He steps over to the side of the tub.
"Well first we need to get you out of that uniform. Can we do that?"
"Of course. Ralph is prepackaged with six different outfits to chose from. That's a lot isn't it?" The way he responds makes me think it must be something hard wired in his programming to make him say that.
"Yeah, well maybe we can get you some new clothes so you don't have to just keep wearing that one."
"Really?" He asks excitedly.
"Yeah, but we won't worry about that tonight. Let's just take this one off."
He quickly begins removing his clothes without hesitation. I however slowly undress myself until I am down to only my underwear. Ralph hops in place waiting on me.
"Ralph wins again," he teases. "Do you need Ralph to help?"
"No, I got it."
Through the glow of the lantern I look him up and down. His entire outline is no different then a real man's. Two arms, two legs, even two nipples. But as my eyes trail downward past his abs, V line, then to his thighs, I find he is a Ken doll. No genitalia. Just a flat surface where I wish there were a penis but their isn't one. I look back up into his eyes and unclasp my bra. I slowly let it fall off my shoulders and onto the floor. I then slide my fingers into the band of my underwear and let them fall as well. As I stand before him, Ralph continues to smile at me not saying a word. No stupid one liners, his hands not grabbing at me like some desperate pervert. It makes me feel respected instead of like some object.
After a moment of his just looking at me I begin to feel awkward. I don't want him to necessarily ravage me but some kind of response out of him would be appreciated.
"So what do you think?" I ask afraid of what his answer might be.
"What do I think?"
"About my body. Do you... like it?"
He is quiet for a moment as his eyes move over me. I wince embarrassed and my heart races as I wait impatiently for his response.
"You're unique," he answers sweetly.
Not being the response I was expecting it still seems perfect some how. It is as if he is seeing me as a complete person instead of picking and choosing what is right about me. Intrigued by him, I reach out and caress his face sensually. He is warm and soft. His skin doesn't just look real, but it also feels real. I moan softly as I find myself short of breath.
He looks at me confused. "What are... you doing?"
I close my eyes and shiver with anticipation for his body to be against my own. Even with out an appendage in which we can have sex, I still find his face and his body very appealing and my body has trouble resisting my womanly urges. "I think I'm having a mindgasm," I answer with heated breath.
"What's that?" He laughs softly.
I reopen my eyes and look up at him. "So then you have never given a woman a... that is to say you have never slept with someone...? What am I saying? Of course you haven't. You probably haven't even been programmed to know about such things let alone understand them." I lower my head disappointed in getting ahead of myself.
"Has Ralph done something wrong? Has Ralph upset you?" He tilts his head to the side waiting for me to reply.
"No, it's just another thing we might have to go shopping for. We'll talk about it later. Right now I am still pretty cold so let's just jump in shall we?"
"Okay." He takes the term literally and hops over the side of the tub and lands inside. He holds his hands out to me, waving for me to join him. "Come on."
I take him by the hand and he helps me slowly step inside. The hot water falls over me and it is as if it melts all my troubles away. I pick up one of the shampoo bottles from the shower shelf and smell it. It seems rather dull compared to what I think it should smell like. I squirt a bit of it in my hand and hold it out for Ralph to see.
"Ralph, can you tell me if there is anything hazardous in this?"
"Sure, Ralph can do that. Let Ralph see."
His eyes and his LED turn yellow for a moment as he scans the soap. His color returns to normal and his LED changes back to blue.
"No nothing harmful. Just soap."
"Okay then."
I squirt a bunch more into my hand and then do the same to his. I begin rubbing my hands over his shoulders and chests. He stands motionless at first just looking at the soap.
"Just do as I do," I instruct him.
He slowly places his hands on my shoulders and does just that. With each movement I make he mirrors me. "Like this?" He asks.
His hands feel so good against my skin. Without having to be too exacting he seems to know just how to handle the human body. Not to gently but not too ruff. "Mmm... that's perfect," I moan. We continue to wash each other for the longest time. So much dirt and grim swirls down the sink. I can't imagine how long it has been since the last time Ralph got a good cleaning. "Okay now turn around." I squirt more soap into my hand and wash his back all the way down to his butt-cheeks. He then does the same for me. "The final step is the hair."
I hold out my hands for Ralph to give me more soap and he kindly abides. I run my fingers vigorously through his blond hair and massage his scalp as best as I can with him being a bit taller than me. I allow him to rinse off and then I squirt the soap into his hands to allow him to do the same action on me. He giggles as he plays joyfully with my long hair as it twirls around his fingers. He then begins to scrub and I become weak in the knees. As his fingers comb through my hair it sends powerful shivers down my neck and into my spine. Feeling relaxed I rest my head against his chest and the hot water falls over me once again. I hear his heart beating and it relaxes me even further.
"Freya, are you okay?" He asks.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I wrap my arms around him and run my fingers along his back. His skin is even more fun to touch as the water cascades over him. My head swims as I daydream about the fact that I have finally managed to get this close to him. He is my perfect dream android and I never want to let him go.
"Why are you holding Ralph this way?"
I squeeze him against me. My breasts caress his abdomen and I feel my hard nipples press into his pecs. "Because I like you." I look up at him. "Do you like me?" I can't help but wonder if he was able to, would he have a boner right now?
"Y-yes. Of course Ralph likes you. You're Ralph's friend."
"What if... I want to be more than just your friend. Would you be okay with that?"
"More than a friend? You mean like... partners?"
"Yeah, partners."
"I'm not sure. Ralph has never had a partner before."
"Well maybe we can try it and if you don't like it we can go back to just being friends. Sound fair?"
"Yeah, that sounds fair."
"Okay," I whisper sensually.
My body is on fire as I look to his lips. I stand on my tippie-toes to reach his lips with mine. They connect and at first he tries to move back from me most likely unsure how to respond, but then he soon reciprocates. I take in a deep breath holding him even tighter against myself. His lips are so soft it is as if nothing has ever touched them before. I place my tongue against them hoping he will open them to me but of course he doesn't understand my gesture.
"Open your mouth," I whisper to him. He looks at me confused. "Open your mouth like this."
I show him what I want him to do and he awkwardly copies me. I giggle then press my lips against his again. Now with this mouth ajar I caress my tongue against his. It doesn't feel exactly like that of a humans but it is soft and wet which is close enough for me. After a while he finally places his hands on my waist. I moan and begin to rub my body against his. The water makes it easy for my breasts to slide up and down his abdomen. Instinctively I move my hand down to his crotch but have already forgotten about the fact that there is nothing down there to grab. I move my hand around his waist and grasp his butt instead, pressing my fingertips into its smooth, muscular surface. If only he had a cock, I wish to myself. We make out for the longest time until I am able to pull myself back from him. he tries to continue kissing me but I place my fingers over my lips. I then turn off the shower. He looks at me with a smile.
"So, I take it you didn't hate that?" I ask him.
"No. Ralph enjoyed that very much. What was that?"
I giggle, "It's called kissing, well making out to be more specific."
"Making out? Ralph wants to do it more."
He leans in to kiss me again but I turn my head away from him. "We will in a little bit. Right now I think we should be getting ready for bed."
"Bed? But Ralph does not sleep."
"Unfortunately I do," I sigh.
I step out of the tub and onto the bathroom mat. I grab one of the towels from its ring and dry off motioning for him to do the same. Once dry, I grab the bedroom sheets that I washed and the lamp and bring them into the master-bedroom.
"Shit it is cold." I look to the fireplace. "Ralph, can you go grab us some more wood and my lighter from downstairs so we can build another fire up here?"
"Sure thing. Ralph will do that right away."
"Thank you."
As he is busy with that I put the sheets over the bed and find a blanket folded up in a bag under the bed. It seems clean enough so I lay it out over the sheets. Ralph comes running back up the stairs and immediately begins starting the fire. I watch him with fascination as he almost looks like a cave man, naked, while trying to get it started. Soon enough he does.
"Ralph did it, see?"
"You did do it. Very good job."
He bounces happily.
"Now close the door and come to bed," I instruct. He closes the door then stands quietly at the side of the bed. I climb under the covers and wait for him to join me but he does not move. "Aren't you gonna come to bed?" I lift up the covers for him.
"You mean in the bed? Ralph has never been in a bed before."
"Come on. I want you to lay with me. Don't you want to make out some more?"
A grin spreads over his face."Make out, kissing. Yes."
He finally crawls under the sheets and I snuggle in close to him. His body quickly warms me up. We kiss for the longest time then my body becomes hot again as my lust for him continues to rise. Soon I am so hot I can't stand it any longer. I wanted to be able to wait until we could do things properly but my mind just won't let me rest. I turn him onto his back, and straddle him, then press my pelvis against the spot where his cock would be. A moan escapes my throat. Just the sensation of his warm skin pressing against my clitoris is enough for my hips to begin grinding up and down on him. Ralph just watches me, no doubt confused about my actions. He is just so dang cute. So innocent, so unaware of how I am corrupting him and therefore no rejections. It's like I can do whatever I want with him and he will still look at me all the same. His eyes so big and so happy, they make me envious. I take his hands into mine then place them over my breasts. He massages them gently as I continue to dry hump him vigorously. His LED flashes yellow over and over in quick successions. I lean down and kiss him as a way to tell him that everything is okay. I am sure my actions are worrying him a bit. My pussy tingles, my pleasure rises, and I moan again.
After a few minuets of continuous dry humping, I can't quiet reach my limit. So I stick my fingers down between my vaginal lips. Now with his skin warming mine along with the sensation of something inside me I close my eyes and climax hard. I moan long and loud until I am out of breath. Still presenting my O face I look down at Ralph who is still watching me in amazement. As I calm my breathing his LED turns from yellow back to blue. I rest my forehead against his and give him another kiss.
"I'm sorry. That must have seemed very strange to you."
"Strange, but good. Ralph liked it. Made Ralph feel funny... different."
"I hope my moaning didn't scare you. I should have tried to be quieter."
"No, Ralph really enjoyed it. It too sounded different but good."
I let out a sigh of relief, "Good." I lie back down next to him. I rest my head upon his shoulder and he smiles as he plays with my still damp hair. "I'm lightheaded. It's been so long since I've done that. You have no idea what just happened do you?" I ask.
He doesn't look to me. He just continues to play with my hair. "Nope. Should Ralph know?"
"I think it would be nice for you to know. It's something we humans value over almost everything else in the entire world."
He looks at me intrigued. "Really? And you shared it with Ralph?"
"Yes, that's right and I want to keep sharing it with you. It's called an orgasm."
He laughs, "Orgasm. Funny word." His brow lowers as he tries to get serious. "But important. Not funny."
I giggle, "You don't have to get so serious about it. It's just something nice, something... special."
"And all humans can have these orgasms?"
"Most can but it's a lot harder if a human doesn't have someone they like to help them."
"Like you and Ralph?" He deduces.
"That's right."
"Can androids also have these orgasms?"
"I'm not sure. I would like to believe so."
"How can Ralph have one? Will you teach Ralph?"
"Of course I will. I can go to a Cyberlife store and see what I can do about getting you an upgrade. We can take the next step from there."
"Yes! Ralph can't wait."
He gives me a quick excited kiss.
"Okay, I need to sleep now."
"Yes, of course. Humans need sleep. You go to sleep and Ralph will just lay her and make sure you are not disturbed."
"Thank you," I whisper already drifting off.
The next morning I wake up alone in bed. I look around and find that the fire has gone out but the bedroom door is still closed having kept the heat inside. I get up and wipe the sleepies from my eyes and get dressed before heading downstairs. I hear Ralph messing around in the kitchen.
"Ralph, what are you doing?" I ask still only half awake.
He hurries out to the living-room where he has set up a table with some cooked hot dogs set out on plates. He is still naked and his hair is sticking up on end from bed head. "Ralph wanted to surprise you by making breakfast. Go ahead, eat." He presents the table to me.
"That is very kind of you Ralph. By the way, you get some clothes on. You don't want to be seen running around naked."
"Clothes? Yes, Ralph's uniform. Ralph will go get it." He hurries up the stairs. A few minutes later he returns in his uniform.
I grab the bag of groceries and pull out the buns and ketchup I had bought to go with the hot dogs. I also grab a drink and sit myself at the table. I begin putting a meal together. I take a bite and crack the drink open, then Ralph joins me.
"Did Ralph do good?"
"You did great. Thank you."
"So are we going shopping today?" He asks excitedly.
"Oh... sorry, I guess I didn't specify that I would be going alone."
Ralph's LED flashes red. "Alone? But I thought you wanted to stay with Ralph."
"I do but..." seeing the saddened look upon his face, I stand up from my chair and crouch down beside him. I take his hand into mine. "Look, Ralph. I just don't think it's a good idea. At least not yet. If other people saw the way you're dressed it would raise a lot of problems that I am sure you nor I would want."
"Ralph doesn't care about that. Ralph just wants to be with Freya," he says now more angry than sad.
"I know. I know you do but trust me. It's just for this one time. I'll go get you some new clothes and talk to the people at the Cyberlife store and then I'll come right back. It shouldn't take me more than a few hours. You can handle being alone for just a little while can't you?"
His LED turns back to yellow. "Ralph can do it... because you ask Ralph nicely. But Ralph will still miss you."
"I'll miss you too." His LED turns to blue. I give him a tender kiss then get back to my feet. I grab my hair brush from my bag and brush my hair quickly. "Okay, so same drill as before. Lock the door behind me and don't open it for anyone but me okay?"
"Okay."
I approach him and quickly brush down his bed head. "Also, and this is just to be safe, if someone somehow does get in I don't want you to confront them, you understand? I want you to just hide somewhere and don't come out until they leave."
"Ralph understands."
I give him another kiss and walk over to the door. He unlocks it and opens it for me. I step outside then turn back to him. "I love you Ralph." His LED flashes yellow. I give him a smile, "I'll be back as soon as I can."
He closes and locks the door. I hop the fence and make my way to the nearest Cyberlife store. I ask the clerk about purchasing an attachment for my WR600 series but they inform me that that particular model does not have one as of this time, but they are sure there are some in the works for a future time. I purchase one of the new WR600 uniforms and leave the store disappointed. A street thug follows me out of the store and approaches me.
"Can I help you?" I ask him annoyed.
"I heard you talking to the clerk in there. Something about needing a sex module for your android."
"That's really none of your business," I snap at him.
As I try to walk away he steps in front of me to cut me off. "Hey, hey don't be like that. Maybe the two of us can work something out."
"I'm not interested." I try to move around him but he blocks me again.
"Look, I'm just trying to tell you that an attractive girl such as yourself doesn't need to be wasting her time on some android. You need a sex module I got one right here for you." He grabs his crotch mocking me.
"You're disgusting. Just get away from me," I yell.
As I try to run past him he grabs my leg, twisting my right ankle. I fall to the pavement hard and my uniform box slides down the sidewalk. A group of his buddies join him from down the street. They start grabbing at me and rip my clothes. I scream at the top of my lungs.
A cop who is patrolling the area hears my cries and approaches the group. They grab my box then run away like cowards, leaving me battered on the sidewalk. The cop jumps out of his car and helps me to my feet.
"Are you alright ma'am?"
"Yeah, I just got a little ruffed up is all."
He sees me limping. "Do you need me to bring you to the hospital?"
Going to the hospital would mean my husband would find out where I have been and I do not want to deal with him in my life right now. "No, I just want to be on my way," I tell him calmly.
"You know, you can press charges."
"No no, really I just want to get back home."
"Well I can give you a lift."
"No really. I'll be fine. Thank you officer."
As I hobble back to the house the pain in my ankle becomes worse and worse. No doubt Ralph must be freaking out right now wondering why I have been gone so long. I make it to the fence then grip onto it trying to figure out how I am going to get over it. Using the last bit of my strength I grip tightly and toss myself over. I lay motionless in the grass not wanting to move. I struggle to catch my breath as I look up at the sky. Ralph must have heard me because he comes out of the house to my aid.
"Freya! You're home! Ralph was so worried you forgot about Ralph."
I look to him. "I could never forget about you. I'm sorry I made you worry. I tried to get home as quickly as I could."
"Here, Ralph will help you up."
"Thank you."
He lifts me onto my feet but I wince and almost fall to the ground again.
"You're damaged."
"Yeah, it's my ankle. It's hurt pretty bad."
"What should Ralph do?"
"Take me to the bathroom. I need to soak it in the tub."
Ralph sweeps me off my feet with seemingly no effort. For a moment I had forgotten how strong androids actually are. He brings me inside and locks the door behind him, then swiftly carries me up the stairs, and into the bathroom. He sets me down next to the tub and I balance myself on its rim as he turns on the cold water. I dip my feet in and immediately it begins to feel better.
"Can Ralph do anything else?"
"Yeah, I have a bottle of painkillers in my bag. Can you bring them to me along with a drink from my groceries?"
"Yes, yes. Ralph will bring them." I hear him run down the stairs and before too long he returns. He hands the two items to me.
"Thank you." I pop the pills into my mouth and chug down a nice big gulp of soda to wash away the taste. I hand them back to Ralph and he sets them on the sink.
"So now you're going to be okay?" Ralph asks me nervously.
"Yes. I'm just gonna have to stay off my feet for a few days but I should be fine."
"So no new clothes for Ralph then? Ralph didn't see any new bags so you must not have brought Ralph any?"
"Oh shit, I'm sorry. I did but then those men jumped me and..."
"Men?" He asks angrily cutting me off. "What men?"
"They were some guys hanging outside the Cyberlife store. They were trying to intimidate me and when I didn't give them the response they were looking for I got hurt in the scuffle."
His LED flashes red. "Ralph wants to hurt them. Show them how it feels to be bullied."
"No Ralph," I demand. "You never chose to hurt anyone. The only time you can do anything like that is if someone attacks you first."
"Self defense," he responds as his LED turns back to yellow.
"That's right. Only in self defense."
"Ralph understands. Ralph doesn't hurt people, no. Ralph is good. Hurting people is bad."
Finding him too cute to resist I give him s big smile. "Come here," I say while reaching my hand out to him. He kneels down next to me and I give him a deep kiss. His LED returns to blue and it makes me feel better knowing that I am able to keep him calm with just a few words. "I don't want anything to ever happen to you, understand? I care about you. Not many people are going to be okay with that, but you need to learn to just ignore them. If you ever feel like being angry just come talk to me. I'll listen to anything you might want to talk about."
He thinks to himself for a moment. "Ralph wants to know more about being partners."
"Okay, what do you want to know?"
"You kissing Ralph. Is that what makes us partners?"
"That's one of the things that does."
"How else can we be partners?"
"Well let's see." I take a moment to think. "There's connections such as how we're talking right now, but also understanding. Umm... there is sex, having children..."
"Children? You mean the little humans?"
"Yes, have you ever taken care of children before?"
"Ralph has not. Ralph use to see them at the park all the time but Ralph never payed any mind to the little ones."
"You never found them interesting? You never maybe wished you could have one of your own?"
"One of Ralph's own? How would Ralph do that? Children come from female humans. Ralph has read that before," he giggles.
"There are other ways you can have a child. There's adoption, also there are those new android children. Does that sound like something you would be interested in?"
"A child. Yes. Ralph would like one of those very much. We could all play games together and eat together. Like a family. Does that mean Ralph would be a father?"
"It does."
"Ralph the father, Freya the mother, and a child. I like that idea. When can we get one?"
"I don't know Ralph. These things take time. But someday. For now let's focus on getting that upgrade for you."
"Upgrade. Yes. So Ralph can share orgasms with you."
"Yeah, unfortunately the store said they don't make them for your model just yet but they will be soon. We just have to be patient."
"Patient. Yes. Ralph can wait. As long as Ralph has you."
"You're so sweet." I give him another kiss. He gives me his tongue and I suck on it gently. I moan at its tenderness. I turn my attention back to my foot. The swelling has gone down and I see my toes have become prunie. "Okay, I think my foot has had enough soaking. Can you help me to the bedroom?"
"Yes. Ralph can do that."
"Oh grab me a towel too, please."
He does so and once again lifts me up into his arms then carries me to the bedroom. He lies me down and I use the towel to dry my feet off.
"There is another pillow in the other bedroom. Can you grab it for me."
He once again does as I ask. I almost feel ashamed asking him to do things for me. Almost as if I am giving him orders but at the same time he seems to enjoy taking care of me. He returns and I take the pillow from him.
"Thank you."
I place the pillow under my foot and lay myself back. Ralph stands by my side looking down at me with a gloomy expression.
"Come on. Lay with me for a while."
I pat the area on the bed next to me. He slowly climbs in beside me, I assume being cautious so he doesn't hurt me.
"Should Ralph get you something to eat?"
"No, just stay here with me."
I take him by the hand and squeeze it tightly. I close my eyes to try to relax. The pain in my ankle is still pretty sever but I try my best to ignore it. My brain starts thinking about my old life. It seems crazy to me that I am so much happier living in a run down squat with a deviant android than I ever was living in a mansion having groups of them doing everything for me. I feel more of a connection with Ralph than I ever have with another human being. No doubt that comes from his innocence. His simplicity. Such small things can make him happy when I use to have to try so hard to even gain a smile from others around me. I want him to be mine and mine alone. If anyone else were to get their hands on him, they would reprogram him or worse, destroy him. It has only been a day and already I couldn't bare to let that happen. I turn my attention to him.
"Don't ever leave me Ralph. Please, promise you'll stay with me forever," I beg.
"Ralph promises to stay with Freya," he says while nodding his head with a big grin.
I wrap my fingers around the back of his neck and pull him in for a long, tender kiss. I then look into his eyes while still holding him close.
"I love you Ralph. Do you understand what that means?"
"You care for Ralph. More than anyone else."
"That's right, but how do you know that?"
"Ralph doesn't know. Maybe Ralph heard about it somewhere. Regardless, Ralph loves you too. More than anything in the w-whole world."
A tear escapes my eye. Hearing him say those words to me is the most beautiful thing I have ever witnessed in my life. His genuineness, his tenderness. I never knew such things actually existed and from an android no less.
"You're crying," he points out. "Are you sad?" He asks worried.
"No, I'm very happy. More happy than I have ever been before and it is all thanks to you, Ralph."
"Ralph feels the same way about you. Ralph is happy when you are happy."
"So am I."
Just then Ralph's LED flashes red. He sits up from the bed and perks his ears as if listening for something.
"What is it?" I ask a bit frightened by his sudden change in stature.
"The fence. Ralph heard it move," he says in a stern tone.
"Maybe it was just the wind," I say trying to calm him down.
"No, Ralph can hear their footsteps." He perks his ears again. "They're here."
A loud knocking comes from the front door nearly jumping me out of my skin. I sit up and listen along with him. I hear them talking among themselves.
"Just ignore them. Maybe they will go away," I whisper.
"Hey sex mod lady! We know you're in there! Open the door!" The street thug yells. He bangs his fist against the door again.
"Oh shit. It's those men from the Cyberlife store," I say out loud.
"Ralph will take care of them." He hurries from the bed out into the hall.
"No, Ralph come back! Don't instigate them!" My words fall of deaf ears. I hear him run down the steps in a hurry.
Still unable to walk properly, I try my best to follow him. I use every bit of furniture I can to help me hobble to the hallway. I hear the front door being kicked open. The sound of wood splitting and scattering about the floor echos through the hall way. I then hear their footsteps as they scurry inside.
"Y-you are not welcome here! You need to leave!" I hear Ralph demand.
"Well, well. You must be the android our little woman friend was trying to buy a dildo for. Grab him boys."
Still unable to see what is happening, I hear a scuffle. No doubt they are restraining him somehow. I grab the railing of the stairs and start to make my way down.
"Hey boys, check this out. You like fire tin can? Let's tests how tough your outer shell is against this."
I make my way to the middle of the stairway where I can finally see what is happening. The three male intruders have Ralph pinned to the floor and the leader has grabbed a stick of wood from the fire and is holding its lit tip against Ralph's left eyebrow. I look at Ralph's expression expecting him to be writhing in pain but then I remember that androids don't feel pain. He just stares angrily at them.
"What are you doing? Leave him alone!" I shout.
As I try to move further down the stairs I loose my footing and fall down the rest of the steps. I land on my shoulder hard, breaking the bone. I try with all my might to get back to my feet but now with my arm numb and limp from the fall I can only manage to roll onto my side.
They laugh and mock me, "Wow, graceful. Hey don't sweat it sweetheart. We're just having a little fun with your life sized sex doll over here."
He presses the stick against Ralph's face again. Ralph moves his head away but the thug just puts it there again. I hear the sound of his blue blood searing and smell the stench of burning plastic.
"I said leave him alone!" I shout again.
The man tosses the stick back into the fire then starts walking towards me.
"Or what? Huh? What is a silly, little, woman like you going to do?"
I speak through gritted teeth, "You don't know who I am do you?"
"No, should I?" He continues to mock.
"My name is Freya Waren and when my family finds out about this..."
One of the other men speaks up, "Wo wo... I know that name. Her family is one of the most powerful influences in Detroit. Oh shit. We're going to be in big trouble for this."
"It's too late now!" The thug yells. "We're just gonna have to kill her."
The other two protest. "No way man. I'm not getting involved with murder."
They release Ralph and I watch as his LED begins to flash red faster and faster. Blue blood drips from the wounds on his face. He stands up from the floor and grabs the knife sitting on the dining table. He stashes at the man to his right as he runs for the door. Blood spills from the mans hip and he falls to the floor. Ralph then slashes at the man to his left with incredible speed. This time getting the man across the chest.
"Ralph stop!" I yell.
He doesn't listen. He continues to slash the knife through the air at the thug. The thug out moves him and grabs the knife from him then punches Ralph in the face. He raises the knife above his head ready to strike.
"Ha, what now bitch!" He mocks.
Somehow I find enough strength to get to my feet. I rush the thug full of rage. I jump at him and knock him to the floor. At first I am so distracted by the fact that I was able to knock him down that I don't realize there is suddenly a cold spot around my stomach. I lay there on top of him for the longest moment unable to feel my body. I eventually roll myself onto my back and feel the sharp metal knife slide from my intestines.
"No!" I hear Ralph scream long and loud.
I hold my working hand against the wound as hard as I can but it's is not enough. I watch as Ralph takes the knife from the thug and plunges it into his chest. Ralph watches him until he stops moving then takes back the knife to finish off the others. I listen in horror as he stabs them over and over again. The sound of flesh being torn and bones being scraped by the metal blade. Then for a moment everything becomes silent. Soon after Ralph kneels down beside me. He places his bloodied hand over mine, helping me to put pressure on the wound. My vision becomes blurry and I find it hard to hear anything.
"Freya! Freya are you okay?" Ralph cries to me.
I try to focus my eyes on him. I look at his scared face and his once hazel left eye is now black. My perfect Ralph is now broken and there is no way for me to help him.
I struggle to get out the words, "I'm sorry Ralph. I was too weak to protect you."
I can feel my own blood spilling between my fingers. My body becomes colder and I can no longer move. I can tell that I am dying.
"What should Ralph do? Tell Ralph what to do?" He panics.
"I want you to go on Ralph. You can't let anyone find out about this." I can barley keep my eyes open but I try as hard as I can to look at him. "If anyone sees what's happened here, they'll kill you for sure."
"But Ralph can't just let you shut down. Ralph needs you. Ralph loves you."
He squeezes my hands but I can no longer feel them. Tears stream from his eyes causing me to cry as well. Such a sweet face riddled with sorrow. My heart breaks in two.
"I know, and I'm sorry. But I can't..."
My eyes slip into blackness. Ralph's pleads for me to say something become less and less audible. It is as if I am being dragged into a long dark tunnel from which I can't escape until there is nothing.