Phantom Doll - Part VI

[DollSpace]

Another installment for y'all, this time with some more action and some nice emotionally touching scenes...I hope you all enjoy it! It certainly took me long enough to write it...lol

PHANTOM DOLL - PART VI

Weeks went by, and suddenly the middle of July had come upon them. Jeremy and Rylie spent most of their time together, whether in the pool, playing video games, or even hanging around in town, which was hard to do seeing as there wasn't much there. On this particular day, Jeremy had decided to treat Rylie to lunch at a restaurant in town, much to Rylie's objections, thinking of it as a waste since she didn't actually *need* to eat. This was overridden, however, once Jeremy reminded her that, aside from their hilltop sunrise viewing, they hadn't really been on a *date*. It was all the convincing Rylie needed.
She could barely sit still at their table near the wall while waiting for the food to come, and she began to eat it at a torrid pace.
"Hey, sweetie, slow down there! We've got plenty of time!" Jeremy chided her.
Rylie looked up with a little noodle of spaghetti hanging from her lips and smiled. "I guess I'm not that great at eating yet?"
"You're fine, trust me, but I want to make our date last as long as it can," Jeremy replied.
Rylie blushed and then wiped her mouth. "Okay!" She ate a few more bites, slower this time, and then said, "I...I'm glad you're mum is taking this as well as she is, now, but it's always so stressful whenever we're in the same room... I hope I'm not doing something wrong?"
"Nahh, I doubt it. I think she's just slowly trying to get used to having you around. You *do* bring up a lot of, err, memories for her she'd probably like to forget, like dad leaving, or..." Jeremy left the last part of that unsaid, knowing he didn't need words to get it across.
Rylie nodded. "I just hope she can see past it, y'know? I didn't ask to be randomly given to any specific family. I was just activated and there I was! I don't have much memory before that moment."
"I always *did* want to ask you where you came from," Jeremy said, in between sips of soda. "I'm not sure. All I know was that it wasn't pleasant. The walls were all a bright white, and there were a few other androids there too, though they didn't look like me. They were more like, say, that model over there," Rylie explained and pointed at a clearly marked green-haired robot female who appeared to be doing electronic filing for her companion while her companion ate.
Jeremy laughed lightly. "Well, I'm glad you don't look like that!" he giggled, "but I'd love you no matter what you looked like."
Rylie blushed furiously, and then continued her story. "All the humans there were very official, calling everyone "Sir" and "Ma'am". I remember...hmmm...being run through lots of tests...and then just being left alone. It was a very boring existence, and...the weird part about it was that...I don't think I ever had any clothes on..."
Jeremy's eyebrow went up at that one. "No clothes? What for?"
Rylie shook her head. "I...I can't seem to access much of the memory around that... I do know that I was deactivated one night, which wasn't always normal, and the next time I woke up was at...your old house."
"Wow, that's some story," Jeremy replied. "I just wish my mum realised that! It'd make things so much easier!"
"Yeah," Rylie sighed. "But we still have plenty of time to..."
Suddenly, they were both distracted by an obviously distraught mother, bordering on hysterical. "Where is she? She was right here when I went to get the waiter... Where is she! Someone help me find her!" The wait staff were simultaneously trying to calm the mother down while looking for what Rylie presumed was her daughter.
"What does she look like?" someone shouted. "Where was she last?" another said.
In mere moments it seemed that the relative calm of the lunch hour had become near-chaos. Everyone was moving, including Jeremy, who got up to join the search. Rylie sat perfectly still, however, and her eyes took on a glazed look. She kept repeating, "Where is she....where is she..." and then her mind wasn't in the restaurant anymore. She was sitting on a bench near a river, saying the same thing over and over to herself. "Where is she...? Where is she...? I need to find her! I *need* to! " She got up suddenly and raced parallel to the river, trying to see *something*. Something *did* catch her eye out in the water, where it was deep, but before she could concentrate enough on it, a persistent tapping on her leg recalled her back to the present.
She looked down, and realised that a small girl of about five or six was rhythmically tapping her leg, trying to get her attention. "Where's my mommy?" the girl said insistently.
It took Rylie a few moments to parse the information and figure out why the restaurant was in such chaos. After locating the source, the distraught woman, she stood up and shouted. The restaurant became almost silent for a moment, and all eyes turned to Rylie. Her face flushed with embarrassment, but she said in a clear voice, "I believe the child may be over here?"
The mother rushed over and the girl nearly jumped into her mother's arms. "Jill! What have I told you about wandering away from Mommy? Bad girl!"
Jeremy went back to the table from the area he was searching, giving Rylie a big hug. "Wow! I'm so proud of you, you found that missing girl before the situation had a chance to...well, before it had a chance to get out of hand!" It was then he noticed the far away look in her eyes. "Rylie? Are you okay?"
"Y-y-yeah," she stammered out.
"You don't really look okay..." Jeremy trailed off.
"I...I had another vision, or dream, or something. I was on a riverbank and I kept repeating what the mother was saying, "where is she, where is she?" I was really worried, and then I saw something out in the middle of the water, where it was deep, and tried to concentrate, but then that girl tapped on my leg asking for her mommy..." Rylie explained.
Jeremy hugged here again. "Do you know what's causing those? Something in your past you...don't want to remember?"
"I don't know...they could be memory fragments, or dream fragments, or anything. All I know is that they're getting more and more emotionally draining and I don't like them one bit!" Rylie said.
"Are you okay? Do you want to go home?" Jeremy asked.
Rylie shook her head no, but did say she wanted to be somewhere a little more quiet, so Jeremy paid for their meal that they had nearly finished anyway, and they headed down to the boardwalk near the ocean. He paid for two vanilla cones, giving one to Rylie, and they sat on a bench as the ate. When they were done, Rylie put her arm around Jeremy, both of them staring out at the sea.

By the time they returned, it was past dark and Miss Quinn wasn't at home, so Jeremy made them a small dinner and they retired to his room. A few rounds of a video game later, it became obvious that their minds were most definitely preoccupied. It *was* a rare night that Jeremy's mum wasn't home. They *did* have an enjoyable day out together. And Jeremy *did* have feelings that he had been wondering about ever since his mum had said it. He thought about it, and decided it was best to go the direct route.
"Rylie?" he asked hesitantly.
"Yes?"
"My mum...she said you...weren't programmed for sex. Is that true?" Jeremy asked.
Rylie had been staring at the screen, but at this comment, her head jerked back and she looked Jeremy in the eyes. "I...I've never really thought about it. I enjoy the little kissing and cuddling we do, and I never had to think about anything like that with Kylie, obviously..."
"Would you be averse to...trying?" asked Jeremy, embarrassed.
Rylie looked down at the floor, her face blushing furiously. "Umm, sure, I...guess so...."
Jeremy smiled and said, "Don't worry, I've never done this before either...." Then he turned off the television, leaving the room awash in a mix of moon and streetlight.
They looked at each other for a brief moment, and then Jeremy slowly brought Rylie into a kiss. A soft, sensual kiss that Rylie reciprocated well enough. They parted lips and Jeremy got undressed from the waist up. Rylie followed suit, and guided Jeremy over to the bed. The moonlight made Rylie's pale skin almost glow, and Jeremy began tracing patterns up and down her chest. She shivered a little and drew Jeremy closer into another kiss.
One action flowed into another, and Jeremy turned his attention to Rylie's breasts, playing at their nipples with his tongue, stimulating them with his lips and teeth. Rylie pulled Jeremy closer, barely able to whisper, "Please...m-m-more..."
Jeremy was more than happy to oblige. Moving from the breasts, he then attacked her ears, nibbling and playing at them with his tongue. He was very careful to avoid the hidden switch during his forays. During a pause to catch his breath, Rylie wriggled out of the short denim shorts she'd been wearing that day, and her underwear as well. Jeremy had to stop to admire the gorgeous curves that Rylie's creators had bestowed upon her. To Jeremy, she was truly breathtaking, all the way from the top of her head down to her cute little toes, which Jeremy then preceded to tickle briefly before taking off his own pants and focusing his attention further up on her body.
Rylie's body shook with ecstasy as Jeremy found out how exactly anatomically correct she was. Some light moaning from both of them complimented the scene, and it was pure chance that Jeremy looked up when he did, and saw a grin of delight frozen on Rylie's face, her eyes unmoving and still.
Immediately concerned, he stopped. "Rylie? Rylie? Are you okay, is something wrong? Did I do something? Oh please don't say I did something wrong..." he started to babble as Rylie's eyes lit up again.
"No, no, it's just so much...just so much to t-t-take in at once...once...I'm f-f-fine...keep...m-m-more..." Rylie stuttered out.
"Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you..." Jeremy said as he paused.
"Don't...don't worry...just...so much...information...mation...I...keep g-g-going...d-d-don't stop..." she stammered. Jeremy kissed Rylie deeply on the lips, and continued where he had left off.
Rylie's body was alive with tremors as Jeremy moved in time with her own rhythm, coming inside her as he hit his climax, and it appeared to him after Rylie had hit hers as well.
"Oh my...that was...incredible," she panted out.
"Same here...that was...I didn't know you were programmed that well, Rylie!" Jeremy said.
"Neither...neither did I..." Rylie got out in a tired voice. "I think...I think we should rest now. I feel tired enough to sleep."
Jeremy laughed a bit and then surrounded Rylie in his arms. He knew Rylie would charge if she needed to. The two fell asleep together, the sound of each breathing lulling the other into a peaceful world of dreams.

Jeremy woke up first the next morning, and stared down at Rylie's sunlit face. The light gleamed off her shiny hair, and he could feel her small breaths as she subconsciously picked up on the movement and cuddled in closer. He gently caressed her cheek, and gradually her eyes opened. She turned onto her back to face him, and smiled.
"Good morning, sleepyhead," he said. "You slept for almost ten hours!"
Rylie giggled. "Well you don't seem to have been awake for long yourself!" she grinned. "I'm going to have a shower, if you don't mind. Maybe you could...make us some breakfast?"
Jeremy nodded. "Sure," as Rylie got out of bed and gave him a little kiss.
She went over to the door and opened it a crack; seeing no sign of Miss Quinn, she darted across to the bathroom. Jeremy threw on a quick outfit and proceeded downstairs to make breakfast.
The hot water cascaded over Rylie's body as she lathered herself up with soap. She sighed and let the water relax away some of the stress she'd been feeling recently, though she had no idea how the water could wash away electronic stress. After washing her body, next was her hair. She enjoyed taking meticulous care of it, and was one of her characteristics she was most proud of. Once she was done cleaning, she found herself just staring into space, not really thinking about much of anything. She enjoyed the sleep that she was able to take advantage of now. It happened rather accidentally at first, but now she used it mostly for organising some of the increasing amount of information she was taking in, and for dreaming. Another sigh. Rylie so loved her dreams, mostly of her and Jeremy, living together, or of growing up and doing "normal" things, like going to school, and getting a job. Of course, some of the dreams were bad, and they often scared her, but having Jeremy sleeping next to her all the time meant it was easy for her to fall back asleep.
She came out of her reverie suddenly, remembering that Jeremy was making breakfast for her downstairs. She hurried out of the bathroom with a towel around her and quickly towel-dried her hair and got dressed for the day. It was only when she emerged from the room that she heard them. Little sobbing cries, liked choked tears. She listened closely and determined they weren't coming from downstairs, which only left one other option. At first, Rylie wasn't sure whether to investigate further, thinking that it could be awkward for both parties. But what if she was in trouble? Shouldn't Rylie help?
She crept across to the other door and found it slightly ajar. As she knocked, the door moved in slightly, revealing Miss Quinn. She was lying in bed with her back to the door, the occasional sobs making her body shake. Rylie moved softly over to the side of the bed. "Miss Quinn? Umm...what's wrong?"
Miss Quinn's sobbing stopped for a moment as she turned to face Rylie. Judging by her facial expression, Rylie thought she was about to say something harsh, but then she just stared at Rylie and started crying again. "Really, I want to help, M-m-miss Quinn..."
"Oh, it's no use," she choked out. "You just remind me so much of...so much of..."
"So much of Kylie?" Rylie asked hesitantly, and was rewarded with more tears. "I'm so sorry...I didn't mean to stir up all these memories... I know they hurt, I hurt everyday I think of her," Rylie told her.
"I know you didn't...you can't help it..." Miss Quinn said quietly.
"I'd do anything to make it better you know...anything I could do," Rylie said.
"No, no you can't...because even if I turned you off, left you in that closet again, I'd still have these memories to deal with, and they wouldn't go away," Miss Quinn said.
Rylie thought a moment, and then surprised Miss Quinn by climbing into bed next to her. "I'm sorry," she whispered as she put her arms around Sandra, "Things shouldn't be this way, and I know I can't take Kylie's place for either of you, but Jeremy and I love each other, and we want to be together. And I like you, too, now that you're not always trying to turn me off"--Sandra giggled uneasily--"so I want to make you feel better, too."
"You know, Kylie used to do this, too, when I was upset about your...I mean, her father... She'd lie next to me and put her arms around me and comfort me, just like you're doing..." Sandra said between tears.
"Oh, I...I didn't mean to...I...is this okay?" Rylie asked, momentarily wondering whether she did the right thing or not.
"No, no, it's okay, it's just been awhile since anyone has really seen me like this. I'm usually so tough, so opinionated. I guess I got that way after losing two people I loved...more than anything...," she explained.
"You still have Jeremy, though...and you have me now...I love you too," Rylie said, and hugged Sandra tighter.
"You...you love me? After all the pain I've put you through since Jeremy reactivated you? Or even before?" Sandra asked.
"Of course I do! Even *with* all the things you've done, you never threw me out of the house, you never sold me, or disassembled me. I'm still here thanks to you! And in your your son I also met someone I...well, someone I've fallen in love with, and that's partially because he's had such a strong and loving mother like you," Rylie explained.
"That...that means a lot, Rylie. I'm flattered, I really am, even if I don't think I deserve your praise. But I also see how happy you've made Jeremy, and I'm glad for that, too. It broke my heart when we had to move but there were just too many memories in that house. I tried to run away from them, but they followed me here. I guess I still haven't really dealt with losing her completely, yet," Sandra said. "But sometimes, you're just like her, and...well, Jeremy doesn't really remember some of the little things but a mother knows. The sparkle in your eye, that mischievous independent streak of yours that made you stand up to me, that made Jeremy fall in love with you... I just see so much of her in you."
"I think I'll take that as a compliment," Rylie said lightly, and Miss Quinn laughed.
"You should! You know, I think you're gonna grow up just fine," Sandra said as Rylie smiled. "And are those pancakes I smell? I think Jeremy is making us breakfast!" Rylie giggled. "Let's go downstairs and see if we can convince him to do this for us more often..."

To be continued...

[ButchyBoy]

A very sweet and touching chapter......but will the happiness last? Look forward to more

[UserJesse]

Great chapter Ryn, love this story so far =)

[Kithain]

Another good chapter Ryn, I enjoyed it from top to bottom. Things seem to be working out for Jeremy, Rylie, and Sandra....which makes me wonder what's going to happen next to complicate their lives. Well looking forward to the next chapter keep up the good work.