Reunion Part IV (Making A Scene)

[DZiegler]

After Lyenne and Anne disappeared around the corner towards the bar the cheery cheeked Ben put a rough hand on Dane's shoulder. "Look Dane..." Unbeknownst to Ben a vodka scented cake crumb shot from his mouth hitting Dane on the bridge of his nose. "...I hope it's okay that I brought Anne along tonight."

Dane nodded. His attention was not on Ben's speech, but instead focused on the thought that his ex-fiance might discover that his 'girlfriend' was a sex robot.

Ben continued, "It's just that we've really hit it off Anne and I! For the longest time I suggested it wasn't appropriate she came tonight, but she insisted and insisted." Ben's hand moved from Dane's shoulder to his own unkempt beard. It slowly moved up and down as his eyes stared past Dane. He went on, "What I'm trying to say is that I'm sorry. I should of told you that she was coming with me ...I just really wanted you to come tonight man and I thought if I told you that you might bail!"

Dane was caught off guard at the earnestness of Ben's apology. "It's fine man...really. It just caught me a little of guard as I'm sure you can imagine."

Ben pulled in Dane for a quick hug, "Ahh thanks man, I knew you'd understand! I'll make sure things don't get too awkward between ya'll tonight alright?"

Dane faintly replied as their hug ended, "Oh no worries man. Let's go see where they are with our drinks though yeah?"

Ben smiled, "Now you're speaking my language. Let's go."


MEANWHILE AT THE BAR...

Lyenne's Personality_Interfacing_System had successfully formulated 458,220 scenarios based on her brief interaction with Anne. The last scenario and it's associated response calculations had just finished processing as she reached the bar a step behind Anne.

The lighter processing load allowed Lyenne to scan her surroundings. Well dressed Men and women circled her personal operation space, and R&B music pumping from well hidden speakers combined with hundreds of conversations created a droning wall of noise.

Multicolored LED's slowly pulsed behind a wall of liquor that sat behind one of the bartenders. His eyes fixed themselves on Lyenne's lively bosom as she leaned herself against the smooth mahogany bar top.

Her Personality_Interfacing_System relished the attention and her Vocal_Matrix triggered. "Hey! Can I get..." Lyenne froze, her expression idle.

The unexpected instantaneous activation of her Carnal_Drivers chewed up 0.5 seconds of processing time. Her idle expression turned provocative; her fuschia lips pursed, her eyes narrowed, and her mouth composed an audible sexual cry.

A fully heated up Lyenne turned to see Anne grasping her plump ass through the skin tight purple satin dress. All attempts to shut down her Carnal_Drivers were thwarted as Anne methodically changed her grip on Lyenne's firm cheeks.

A breathy Lyenne managed a few words, "Anne...uhhhhhhhhh...What are you doing?"

"Oh this thing was asking to get grabbed the way you were sticking it out honey. Plus, I gotta say that I wish I had an ass like this." Anne gave Lyenne a strong pat before finally pulling away. Lyenne slightly shuddered, and her nipples engorged much to the bartender's amusement.

Anne slid into an opening at the bar right next to Lyenne. She faced her, "Also, I always like seeing what kind of girls Dane ends up with."

Lyenne's Carnal_Drivers deactivated. Her expression immediately lost it's sultry tone, her Vocal_Matrix cancelled her animalistic panting, and her nipples quickly softened to the bartender's disappointment.

Anne witnessed the entire process. "Well that was odd. Are you okay?"

Lyenne's Personality_Interfacing_System suggested a jovial response to drive attention away from her outward appearing rapid facial shift, "Ha yeah! You just caught me by surprise is all!"

She turned her attention to the bartender who's attention she already had. "Can I get four vodka-tonics please?"


MEANWHILE BACK IN THE LOBBY...

Dane and Ben were slowly beginning to make their way back to the bar. As they approached the corner Carson reappeared, this time with his petite girlfriend in toe.

Carson blurted, "Dane, I found you! You sneaky son of a bitch. I see you found Ben! But where is Lyenne? I wanted the two of you to meet Addie." Carson gestured to breathtaking beauty to his left. Light brown banes draped her forehead providing a superb frame for fragile high cheekbones that resided right beneath a set of alluring blue-gray eyes. An ice blue bandage dress held itself snug against every curve of her picturesque silhouette. A small window in the front of the taut garment gave view to two modestly sized breasts that sat bubbly and lively.

Ben's bumbling voice broke Dane's entrancement. He hoped he hadn't stared for too long. "Our ladies were just getting us some drinks; lets go surprise them at the bar. We can make our introductions together there."

Carson nodded. He span around and made his way to the bar with a hand intertwined in Addie's gentle grasp. Dane happily followed behind. Nothing had been made of his perhaps awkwardly long gaze, and he was able to continue examining Addie. This time from behind where two athletic legs led way two a pair of sturdy cheeks that strained the dress' fabric with each step.

As Carson and Addie rounded the corner so did Anne and Lyenne. Only, from the other side.


Lyenne's Predictive_Interfacing_System was satisfied in her operation since the incident at the bar. Following the shut down of her Carnal_Drivers a flurry of processing from her main CPU immediately queued, opened, and executed hundreds of thousands of pre-programmed human simulation mannerisms.

Her CPU ran hot for a few minutes following the incident with Anne. Lyenne was doing everything in her plastic power to act as humanly as possible and it was taxing her systems. Once the both of them had gotten their drinks they silently made their way back to the lobby. Lyenne's Predictive_Interfacing_System saw this brief moment as a means to cut back on the flurry of processing and to reduce her CPU's temperature.

In the 0.2 seconds it took her system's gyroscopic software to kick back into gear after being booted off the main CPU's operation tree she rounded the corner into the lobby and ran right into Addie. Normally, her gyroscopic software could easily handle the collision, but with it offline for the moment the request idled and idled. Eventually, the request was passed off to her main CPU which in it's reduced processing state couldn't properly formulate a plan to regain balance. Instead, it picked a pre-programmed string of operations calibrated to balance Lyenne. Her CPU performed the pre-programmed request and predicted with 98.7% certainty that she would successfully regain her balance.

However, the CPU in it's struggling state failed to account for her stiletto high heels, the need to balance the drinks in her hand, and the proximity of Addie. The programmed response had Lyenne shoot out her right hand to gain a sturdier center of balance. Nevertheless, her hand clocked Addie spilling the vodka-tonic all over the petite woman's chest.

Her systems couldn't cope with the contact and Lyenne's black stilettos left the ground. Her left hand shot upward showering herself in the other drink, and she landed on her pert butt a wet, bewildered, frumpy mess. The scene didn't end there though as Addie's boots struggled to grip the wet floor and she plowed right into Lyenne.

The women, both drenched in vodka-tonic elicited sensuous moans in their new position on the floor. Addie laid on top of Lyenne, their soaked chests contouring to each other. Lyenne's Carnal_Drivers kicked on again as her supple breasts continued their rendezvous with Addie. Once again her limited processing capabilities hampered Lyenne's operation and her face spazzed and jerked into one of sexual expression.

Only once Carson had rolled Addie off of Lyenne was she able to cancel her Carnal_Drivers operation and queue up a seemingly expected facial expression of shock and confusion. Her CPU had finally hummed back to full operation and was formulating a response plan for what had just happened.

Lyenne pulled herself up to her feet. A set of wet breasts jiggled as she tugged her dress down. Her Predictive_Interfacing_System prepared to justify her actions against the incredibly robotic nature of what had just occurred. Her concern about revealing her robotic cover was temporarily alleviated as Lyenne scanned the faces around her and realized they all had their attention fixed on the Addie.

The exquisite light haired beauty pulsed and twitched erratically on the floor. Limbs swung carelessly, knocking into the floor with great force. The wet fabric of her ice blue dress fully revealed her perky bosom, and each twitch and jerk of her body jostled the pair. Her eyelids flickered open and close impossibly fast as her body continued to writhe on the floor.

Then, just as Carson reached towards her face, Addie halted all motion. Carson pulled back, looking quizzically at the woman lying beneath him. A few seconds passed before another flurry of blinks preceded the return of her blue-gray eyes seemingly normal function. They quickly scanned the room and she spoke up in an innocent Scandinavian sounding voice, "Carson? What happened?"

[sadistic-music]

Man these are such tantalizing chapters, I'm loving every bit of them!! I can't wait to see where you're going from here. You give just enough to keep me on the hook!

[33cl33]

Ditto!

[mtm12]

Love this story so far! Can't wait for the next chapter! I have a feeling that Anne is going to screw things up royally soon.

[Tom]

Loving this sir! Please keep it going!

[33cl33]

Can't wait for part V / possible conclusion... Really one of my favorite stories in a while!

[DZiegler]

Thanks for the support everyone! It makes me thrilled that you all are enjoying this story! Part V is pretty much in the books...just doing a but of workshopping to make it the best finale it can be!