Part 4.

[Loganov]

A soft beep came from inside the android that had been John's "mother" but was now his history teacher Ms. Morgan. With a simulated breath the artificial woman came to life. Seconds later she looked around the room. Her eyes came to her student John and she stood up from the computer.

"Please sit at the computer and finish your assignment, John.", the robotic teacher order.

John quickly complied with what he was told. He knew that the sophisticated processors inside Morgan would follow the general course of the teacher programming scenario no matter what his exact reations were towards her.

John watched the teacher unit for several minutes as she walked around the downstairs portion of the house. She then picked a book from the bookshelf, took a seat in the living room, and mimed reading the book.

A smile broke across John's lips as he began to speak. "Ms. Morgan, could you come hear for a moment? I need help with part of my assignment."

The female android closed the book, placed it on the table, and stood up. With artificial grace she strode over to where John was sitting. Getting right next to the chair she leaned forward to look upon the blank monitor. As she was programmed to do, her breast were now a hair from John's left shoulder and cheek.

"Well, here is the problem.", she began as she pointed at the screen. She did not continue as she noticed that John had turned his head away from the screen. She was aware of this because his nose was now touching her right breast.

"John, please pay attention.", the synthetic woman ordered as she straightened up.

"Sorry Ms. Morgan, please go on.", he said with puppy dog eyes as he turned back to the monitor. Ms. Morgan immediately assumed her previous position.

"Here is the prob...", she again began but stopped quickly as John's left hand reached up to grasp her left breast. She quickly straightens up again causing his hand to lose its grip. "John, this is inappropriate behavior. If you do not stop I will have to alert the school's main computer and report this incident. Do you understand?" Her words came out as a monotone.

"Yes.", was his simple reply. The android yet again assumed the same bent over position.

"Here is...", the robot started but ended even sooner as John's tongue began licking her pink tank-top encased right breast. Straightening up yet again she intoned in a monotone, "Warning given. Contacting main computer."

John quickly stood up from the computer and walked behind the robotic Ms. Morgan. He reached around her and began to gently rub her synthetic mounds.

"Connection failed.", she roboticly announced as John knew she would. Her personality seemed to return as she said, "John, please stop. This is behavior is not acceptable. You must stop." She however made no move to stop him.

"I can't.", he told her. "Do you know how long I've wanted to do this?"

"Please... you must not...", the android said with a seemingly desperate air and a small twitch of her head to the right. "Please... I... Please... cannot..."

He let go of her. She regained some composure and started to gracefully stagger away. John reached towards the desk to retrieve her remote control.

"Ms. Morgan?", John called out. She turned to look back upon him. "Do you know what this is?"

The robot woman paused for a moment before replying, "That is my remote control. You are not authorized to use it. Please give it to me."

Ms. Morgan started towards him, the grace back in her step. She reached out for the remote, but before she could take it John pressed a button. With a sharp intake of breath she let out a low moan.

"Error.", she spoke with a hard twitch of her head. "Oh... please fuck me John. Oh... error... I am mal... please fuck me before my malfuctions shut my sysssssssssssssstems down." The last parts coming out with labored breathing.

John tore out of his clothes. He just as quickly help the android teacher out of her's. He carried her over the couch and laid her down upon it.

"Hurry, stick it in meeeeee.", the robot demanded. "I am... malllllllfunccctioning... programming conflict... unnn... yesssssss... error."

John rammed home for all he was worth.

"I'm... I'mmm... I'm... cumming!", her voice came out with a grating noise. "Program.... malfunction... error... I... can't... error... mal... malllllllllllll... malfunction."

John exploded into the artificial vagina of the artificial woman.

"I'mmmmmmmmmm... Mal... func... tion... ingggggggg...", the robotic teacher said in a lower and lower tone before going completely quiet.

Loganov.

[kb7rky]

Short and sweet...almost too quick.

Might want to flesh it out a touch there, Loganov (no pun intended)

Doug