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Subject: {ASSM} (New) Lisa's Tale Day 3: A Courtesy Suites Story (M/Fembot, rom, asfr)
Date: Sun, 22 Jul 2001 00:10:04 -0400
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LISA'S TALE DAY 3: A COURTESY SUITES STORY

By DB  ( DB_Story@att.net / http://DB_Story.home.att.net )

Copyrightc 2001 by DB.

ASSM/ASFR (M/Fembot, rom)

(This story contains Constitutionally protected material intended 
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and whatever passes for adult status in other countries.  If you 
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- - -

Author's Note: This story was written as follow-on to EHY's 
original Courtesy Suites story.  EHY gave me permission to 
explore his idea further.  Small details may differ since 
Courtesy Suites is a chain of ultra luxury hotels offering the 
ultimate in personal service.  The original Courtesy Suites 
story, and additional adventures there as well as other of EHY's 
writings in this area, may be found at his web-site: 
http://www.geocities.com/ipmstories/ .

Parts 1&2 of this story are available at my site above.

A special thanks to Gorgo for his excellent and much appreciated 
proofreading.

For a nice shot of Francine York as Venus de Milo on Bewitched 
visit her official site at: 
http://www77.pair.com/timem/york/index.htm .

- - -

Lisa stood motionless in the darkened room.  As a fembot, this 
was natural for her to do.  When in the company of people, she 
made automatic small movements and adjustments just as real 
people do.  When alone however, these were unnecessary.

She wore a full-length deep red dress with her preferred three-
inch black heels that lifted her overall height to a lofty six 
feet and four inches.  Her mane of wavy dark brunette hair 
cascaded halfway down her back, covering some of what her back-
less dress had left bare.  The dress was made of a silky fabric 
that felt nice to the touch and moved easily with her.  She had 
picked it herself, since nothing had been specified for this 
evening.  It was high in front with a short slit up the side.  It 
concealed her lovely long tanned legs, however she expected she 
wouldn't be wearing it all night tonight, so this was not a 
concern.  Her heels had only a thin strap across her foot and 
another one low on her ankle to hold them on, leaving her feet 
virtually naked.  Lisa knew from rough past experiences that 
herself in this outfit would intimidate - even enrage - many of 
the hotel guests.  However she felt it was exactly right for her 
plans tonight.

As she waited she reviewed the memory file Darci had given her.  
She and Darci were more alike in many ways than most Courtesy 
Suites guests would ever realize.  In addition to being the most 
often requested pair of staff members for double assignments 
(more truthfully speaking, Darci was the most requested staff 
member and Lisa was her most often requested tagalong), their 
processing and memory systems were very compatible.  Darci had 
stood-in for Lisa the previous night.  Now Lisa was experiencing 
those memories herself.  This was permitted by CS rules because 
it allowed for superior service to the guests.  And this had been 
a guest that Lisa had wanted to get superior service.

Lisa's systems signified complete approval on how Darci had 
handled her assignment.  Lisa was very pleased that the guest had 
been treated so well - and that he had treated Darci so well in 
return.  Though it was clear that he had missed Lisa, his 
fairness and courtesy to other staff members improved his already 
high standing with her.

At this moment, Lisa was operating on her own initiative, which 
is rare for most staff members.  The hotel had assigned her to 
this guest to make up for last night's failure to provide the 
requested service.  They had compensated the guest otherwise as 
well.  But without specific instructions on what the guest now 
requested, she was given latitude to improvise.  In this regard 
she excelled over most fembots.

She knew what this guest most liked seeing about her, so she took 
care to cover it all up.  Though this might seem inverted logic, 
Lisa knew that what was hidden becomes even more desirable.

After replaying - and enjoying - Darci's experiences and 
comparing them to her own (one of the strengths of her robot 
mind), she had decided how best to treat this guest tonight.  He 
liked playing creative games.  And although creativity was not 
her strong suit, she had formulated up a surprise for him in 
which she had a high confidence level that he'd enjoy.  Now she 
just had to wait.

* * *

Matt Samuals walked down the hall to his room at Courtesy Suites. 
 It had been another tough day on the trade show floor.  There 
were still glitches in the demonstration unit.  A replacement 
motor controller had been overnighted to him from the office, but 
even after replacing the questionable unit, all the problems 
hadn't cleared up yet.  But the machine was running well enough 
that he felt he could get away at a reasonable hour.  And today 
at least, he'd managed to grab a sandwich early in the afternoon.

Matt stopped at room 9104 and touched his thumb to the 
illuminated oval.  The door softly clicked and he pushed it open, 
seeing the room lights automatically illuminate.

Last night, Matt had been certain what he would find waiting for 
him in his room.  And he had been utterly wrong.  The resulting 
circumstances had led him into some completely unplanned 
adventures, and to an unexpected conclusion.  Today, he realized 
he was feeling a bit uneasy about some of those adventures.  He 
was not sure that he hadn't messed up something special.  And it 
wasn't the machine at the trade show that concerned him.

Matt admitted ruefully in the past that he often was his own 
worst enemy.  Even though he had been assured that his concerns 
simply did not apply under these circumstances, he had yet to see 
this actually demonstrated.

So as Matt stepped into his room tonight, he didn't know either 
what to expect to find, or what would happen after he found it.  
This was not his favorite situation in which to find himself.

* * *

Lisa heard the door open and saw the lights turn on.  She used 
that as her cue to initiate the program she had created for 
herself - and Matt.

* * *

Matt walked into his suite and immediately saw a familiar figure.

Thank God it's Lisa.

She was standing, facing away from him towards the window, but 
he'd know her lovely hair and figure anywhere.

He ran over to her calling, "Hi, Lisa.  I'm so glad to find you 
here."

Lisa, however, didn't move or seem to notice his presence.

Matt was stunned.  What was wrong with her?  He spoke to her and 
she didn't respond.  He waved his hand in front of her face and 
she didn't take notice.  He touched her arm and she felt warm and 
soft, but didn't move.

Then he saw her remote control on the nearby table.  Oh, she's 
just turned off.  He grabbed her remote and pushed the ON button. 
 No response.  In fact he pushed OFF, then ON several times to 
see if that would reset her.  But she still took no notice.

Could she have been damaged in the accident? he wondered.  Lisa 
was supposed to have come back to him last night, but Darci had 
told him she had been involved in an accident while returning to 
the hotel.  Though she was not supposed to have been hurt, the 
police had held her as an impartial witness.

Wouldn't the hotel already know if she was incapacitated he 
thought?  I thought they monitored their staff very closely.

Matt was torn between calling the front desk for help, and 
worried that somehow they'd blame him for what had happened.

Matt was leaning towards calling Hotel Services/Direct Assistance 
for some assistance when his eye fell on a note pad that had not 
been there this morning.  In very neat handwriting it was titled, 
Video Viewing Schedule for Matt Samuals - Courtesy Suites - 
Saturday Night.

Underneath the heading were the following entries:

1. One Touch of Venus (1948) with Ava Gardner
2. 
3. One Touch of Venus (1955) with Janet Blair.
4. 
5. Goddess of Love (1988) with Vanna White.
6. 
7. Mannequin (1987).
8. 
9. Mannequin 2: On The Move (1991).
10. 
11. Bewitched Episode #233 with Francine York.
12. 
13. Babes in Toyland (1961).
14. 
Matt recognized all those titles.  They were all in his private 
video collection, along with some others as well.  They all 
played into his favorite romantic fantasy.  Back when movies used 
to be fun.

He looked back at Lisa.  Was this a clue to him?  Was she already 
running a fantasy scenario for him?  After his time, first with 
Lisa and then with Darci, he had come to appreciate that at least 
some of the Courtesy Suites staff was far more capable than most 
guests ever realized.  They could perform quite a complicated 
series of interactions from very general instructions.

The first several entries referred to his first night with Lisa. 
 And the last one hit close to the mark with Darci.  So she knows 
about Darci.  At least that's one explanation I won't have to 
initiate. 

If this followed one of those patterns, then Matt knew exactly 
what to do.

Couldn't hurt to try.  I can always call Hotel Services 
afterwards if nothing works.

Let's be comfortable about this.

Matt took off his coat and tie, and splashed some water over his 
face.  If he were right about Lisa, the delay wouldn't affect her 
in the least.

Then he walked back over to her.

Hummm.  Where to start?

First he took several long moments just to admire her.  Tall and 
slim like a supermodel, with modest B-size breasts, slim, yet 
womanly rounded hips that this dress did nothing to hide.  From 
the side, he admired her face with its high cheekbones and fine 
features.  He ran his hand gently down her hair.  Though he'd 
already seen much more of her only two nights ago, that seemed a 
lifetime ago right now.

Finally he got to the point of remembering that Lisa alive and 
animated was much more fun than Lisa just frozen in his room.

But what is the key?

Matt decided to try last night's method first.  That was the last 
clue on the viewing list.  Moving behind her he carefully lifted 
her beautiful hair up and touched her back high up between her 
shoulder blades.  He made a small upward motion, as if switching 
on a small slide switch.  Nothing changed.

Okay.  Let's do it the old fashioned Greek way.

Matt placed his hands on Lisa's motionless shoulders.  The first 
thing to do was to remove her dress.  Moving slowly and carefully 
he unhooked it from behind her neck and let it fall gracefully 
down over her arms, and then slide the rest of the way down her 
magnificent body to pile up elegantly at her feet.

Though Matt knew what to expect this time, he still caught his 
breath at the perfection of her body.  She was a frozen goddess, 
waiting for life's touch.

He started to reach for her again to continue the process when he 
realized that the last time he had undressed himself as well at 
this point to be fair to her.

In moments, Matt was back.  As he had done before, Matt started 
on her back with a light touch.  As he moved to other areas, she 
seemed to be coming alive under his hands.  Leaving the 
explicitly sexual areas until last he found he was enjoying all 
of the touching he was giving her.

Soon though her breasts were one of the few remaining unexplored 
areas.  As he held them, he again felt her nipples grow large and 
hard against his hands, and felt her breathing commence.  Sliding 
his hand down between her open legs rewarded him with the signs 
of her sexual arousal.  Then he stepped around her to perform the 
awakening kiss.

* * *

Lisa again experienced the sensations of slowly coming to life 
and being able to experience pleasure under the hands of the man 
who was her first Special Friend.  Though this seemed only a 
repeat of their last assignation, it held deeper meaning for her 
this time.

She had chosen this way to tell Matt how much she had enjoyed her 
time with him.  He seemed continually concerned that if he 
treated her as a `bot, that somehow this was wrong.  Yet this was 
exactly the right way to treat Lisa.

And they had both enjoyed this little drama together so very 
much, it was worth doing one more time before moving on to new 
adventures.

When he finally kissed her to complete her awakening, she just 
said what was on her mind.

* * *

The first words out of Lisa's lovely lips the moment Matt had 
finished his kiss were, "Matt! I am so happy to see you again!"

Matt then said the first thing that came to his mind.  "I am so 
glad this worked, Lisa.  I tried something else first, and it 
didn't work at all."

"Yes. Darci's fantasy.  I'd like to do that one with you later as 
well.  It was so much fun."

"Then you're not worried about what I...uh...did with Darci?" 
Matt questioned.

"Of course not.  She's my sister.  I'd do the same for her any 
time.  Let me show you how not worried I am."

With those words Lisa led Matt over to the large bed and again 
lay down first and then pulled him first down on top of her, and 
then into her.

Matt had thought he was too tired from the long day to be ready 
for sex yet, but Lisa proved him wrong.  She slowly moved her 
hips in motion with him, and soon Matt was orgasming right along 
with her.  She didn't let him go until she was sure he was 
through for the moment.  Then she rolled him onto the bed beside 
her and told him again how happy she was to see him.  Matt was 
beginning to realize that being wrong about things wasn't always 
a bad thing at Courtesy Suites.

* * *

Lisa was happiest of all when she was sure that Matt realized 
everything was completely okay between them.  She was still 
getting used to the idea of having her own Special Friend 
finally.  The fact that Darci also now considered Matt a Special 
Friend only served to make him more attractive in her eyes.

What Lisa liked most about Matt is that he was the first guest 
that wanted her to show off all her abilities to him.  He 
demanded that she be as smart and as sexy and as capable as she 
was able to be.  Most guests seemed intimidated by those 
qualities and she throttled herself back while in their company 
down to what made them comfortable - usually just by being very 
quiet.  But the truth was that she really did enjoy it when she 
was allowed the freedom to be her best.

Matt had worried that she might be jealous after his time with 
Darci.  When Darci had given Lisa the memory record of her time 
with Matt, she had noticed that they had talked about it.

While waiting for Matt to return tonight she though long and hard 
on just what he could have meant by that comment about jealousy. 
 As with Darci (who was almost as smart as she was) that word, 
though it had a dictionary definition, had no emotional 
connotation in her existence.

Lisa could simulate jealousy - and envy and resentment and spite 
- if a guest requested it.  Staff members could download programs 
to simulate any human emotion if a guest desired to see it.  But 
it was just an act for her.  Those programs never affected how 
she felt about a guest.

After a lot of thought and checking many references, Lisa finally 
felt she understood why she would never feel jealousy.

When Lisa left Matt's presence her memories of him would be 
transferred back into the hotel's databank.  Although she was one 
of the few staff members with enough extra memory and processing 
capability to be able to maintain the records of Matt along with 
other guests, Courtesy Suites' strict policy was that guest 
privacy was paramount.  She would never be able to divulge 
anything about one guest to another under any circumstances.  
This policy was never questioned.  She received access to Darci's 
record only because she was assigned to Matt.  When she left Matt 
she'd only remember that she now had a Special Friend, which was 
actually a very comforting thought.

Lisa finally determined that she could never be jealous of Matt, 
or any guest, because she would never be thinking of them when 
she wasn't actually with them.  Jealousy, it appeared, was caused 
by too much worry about someone you cared about who wasn't around 
at that moment.  Lisa though that it was good to not be able to 
be jealous.  Jealous people are unhappy people, and she never 
wanted to be unhappy.

She then wondered if Matt would feel jealousy about her?  She 
made an internal calendar entry to ask him about that if he 
permitted their relationship to continue.

For now though, she realized she had more important priorities to 
perform in taking proper care of her guest.

* * *

Matt was willing to lie on the bed beside Lisa running his hands 
over her soft and willing body far into the foreseeable future.  
Lisa however had something else in mind.

"Matt.  I'll bet you haven't had any dinner yet.  How can you 
take care of yourself and play with me if you don't eat 
properly?"

Her unexpected remark got them both laughing so hard they almost 
fell out of bed.

She was right of course.  And not unexpectedly, when he got up to 
grab a quick shower, she put her hair up and followed him right 
on in.

After Lisa had rubbed shower gel all over Matt and rinsed it off, 
he did the same to her.  She seemed to really enjoy the 
attention.  Matt felt bad now that he had shut Darci out for so 
much of last night.  Darci had worked very hard to make Matt 
happy, and he had fought her much of the evening.  He promised 
himself to not treat any of the Courtesy Suites staff badly in 
the future.

By the time Matt had finished rubbing slippery gel all over 
Lisa's body, she gave him every indication of being fully aroused 
again.  To Matt's surprise, he found he was also ready for 
another encounter.  So they completed the shower with another - 
albeit briefer - love making session.

That then brought about more laughter and even more shower gel 
being spread on naked bodies until Matt finally gasped, "Enough!" 
 Then, remembering how literally her robot mind could work, he 
added with a smile, "For now, that is."

They got out and dried each other off with the big fluffy towels 
provided, after which Lisa first laid out Matt's causal outfit 
before putting her own red dress back on.

To Matt's continued surprise, his one set of casual clothes (this 
was just a four day weekend trip) had been cleaned, pressed, and 
returned.  Darci must have automatically taken care of it for 
him.  Matt's opinion of Darci went up another couple of notches.

Lisa looked over to Matt and asked, "Would you like to eat in, or 
go out to one of the hotel's excellent restaurants?"

"Let's go out.  I've seen enough of this room for now."

"What food and dining experience would you prefer?" Lisa asked.

Matt thought for a moment, then replied, "You decide.  Pick the 
most romantic one."

* * *

The decision to follow Matt into the shower had been a natural 
one for Lisa.  Even though she had not asked permission first, 
she was certain he would accept her initiative in this area.  
Particularly because he had permitted Darci to do the same the 
night before.  Her only concern was to protect her hair because 
it would take many minutes to properly dry and restyle otherwise, 
and she didn't want the guest to have to wait on her

It was unexpected though how quickly he turned to her and began 
to rub her body with the shower gel.  Either Matt treated her 
different than Darci, or he was learning more about how to use 
the staff properly.

Lisa enjoyed the feel of his hands and the sponge all over her 
body.  Her program identified this activity as foreplay and her 
body and systems responded to it automatically.  Although she 
knew this was not explicitly sexual and could have overridden 
that response as inappropriate, she decided to just let her 
program run.  She did not need sex after any arousal, and could 
always stop that program at any time.

As they washed each other though it seemed that Matt had a 
further sexual interest in her anyway.  She noted his abvious 
arousal and opened her legs to invite him in if he wished.  The 
rest of her sexual systems were primed and ready.

She enjoyed when he took her up on her not too subtle invitation. 
 This enjoyment was actually built into her and most other units. 
 It was in intricate process that existed just so that she could 
tell a guest afterwards truthfully that she had really enjoyed 
their sexual encounter.  Many guests were big on demanding only 
the truth from staff members, and this allowed them to get the 
truth they wanted.

Lisa had managed to extend that enjoyment processing into 
additional areas of intimate contact.  As such, she truthfully 
did enjoy just all the other touching and talking and holding and 
hugging as well.  It made her good experiences real good.

Soon though the shower was finished.  But she enjoyed the drying 
off process next as well.  Her enjoyment of touching extended not 
to just being touched, but also to touching others.  She 
logically had decided that if she liked touch, so must everyone 
else.  She was mostly right about this - with Matt, completely 
right.

She put out Matt's casual outfit on the belief that his business 
suits were too stuffy for any real fun.  Then she slithered back 
into her own dress.  She saw Matt smile approvingly of her 
dressing herself out of the corner of her eye.

Then she proposed dinner alternatives.  Last night he had enjoyed 
eating in the room and just talking.

Tonight though his response was different.  This was expected 
human behavior.  Humans seldom liked to do the same things too 
often.  Lisa would always do her best to bring variety into the 
situation when she was allowed.  Some guests gave her no such 
opportunities and quickly tired of her company.

Lisa felt herself get all warm and happy inside however when Matt 
asked her to choose the restaurant.  Being entrusted with 
decisions for the two of them made her feel very special and 
appreciated.

And the fact that Matt asked only that it be romantic fit in 
perfectly with how she hoped the evening would go.

She knew just the restaurant, and rather than distract from the 
moment by using the room phone to reserve space she used her 
built-in hotel link to message The Hideaway and hold a corner 
booth for them.

All Matt saw was her offer her arm to him in an indication that 
they were ready to leave.

On the way out the door, Lisa picked up her blue name badge and 
clipped it back on her dress, and tucked her remote into a pocket 
obviously made just to hold it.  She saw Matt's questioning look 
and quickly answered him.

"I must always wear my badge and have my remote in any public 
area of the hotel.  We are never allowed to confuse any guest as 
to our true nature."

She liked his reply of, "It's your true nature that I like the 
best about you."

* * *

Matt was impressed with Lisa's choice of restaurants.  He had 
noticed that the hotel offered a larger variety than usual for 
its size.

Perhaps they do a thriving food & beverage business as well for 
those who can't afford to stay here.

Lisa led him directly to this small one away from most of the 
rest of the eateries.  "The Hideaway" printed over the entrance 
seemed an accurate name.  Inside he saw that much of the 
restaurant was deep dark reds that complemented her dress 
perfectly.  It was nearly dark inside, with candles on the tables 
and gaslights on the walls.  It looked busy, but the hostess 
immediately led them to a small corner and ushered them into a 
booth.  The moment she left, Lisa bounced her way around to push 
herself up against Matt.  Matt didn't mind this a bit.

The food was exceptional.  The service, a model of discretion. 
Matt ordered a saut,ed fish dish and ate his meal one-handed, 
since his other arm was wrapped around Lisa.  They spent the meal 
telling terrible jokes to each other.  (Matt had to believe that 
a couple of the jokes Lisa told surely had come from Bob weeks 
ago.  Even if they had, they were all funny when she told them.)

The restaurant turned out to be amazingly private.  In addition 
to the low light and soft music, the tables and booths were 
convoluted such that few had any direct views of any other.  Matt 
felt he could make love here in the booth and no one else would 
notice - or likely care, he thought.  The tables he'd noticed on 
the way in seemed occupied by couples or foursomes that seemed 
engrossed in their own dining experiences.

When the meal was over Matt looked to Lisa and said, "Why don't 
you show me the rest of the hotel?"

Lisa took his hand and said, "I know just the place."

* * *

Lisa felt another surge of pleasure in her systems as Matt 
continued to let her lead this evening's activities.  Her 
abilities to initiate independent actions became better with use, 
and always left her with that strange, tingly, wonderful feeling.

She also analyzed her best interactions with all her guests to 
improve herself in the future, and she had correlated that when 
her interactions were allowed to be on an equal level with the 
guest, that the best results seemed to occur.  Matt was not only 
permitting, but encouraging her to participate as an equal.  
Everything Matt was doing with her led her to like him even more.

She thought briefly back on so many of her encounters where the 
guest had seemed to not like her being tall, or smart, or 
beautiful.  She had actually wondered why Courtesy Suites had 
kept her model there.  Replacing her with another Darci model 
(they already had duplicates of various popular models on staff, 
all of whom shared the same memory files so well that no guest 
ever suspected) would have seemed a logical move.

Now though she realized that different people wanted and 
appreciated different things.  For the right guest, she was the 
right fembot.  And it was amazing to her how one good experience 
seemed to wash away all the bad ones.  She knew now that she was 
the equal of any other fembot at Courtesy Suites.

With this freedom to act given to her, Lisa knew exactly where 
else she would take Matt tonight as long as he permitted her to 
do so.

* * *

The dance floor was large, dimly lit by a galaxy of colored 
lights, and adjacent to a live band playing soft jazz.  Matt was 
flabbergasted to be learning how much more there was to Courtesy 
Suites beyond the rooms and room service.

Since Lisa led him to the dance floor, he took the initiative to 
lead her out onto it.

Slow dancing, close and personal, was a wonderful way to unwind 
and relax after dinner.  Matt soon realized that, even with the 
many beautiful (and handsome) staff members along with the guests 
in the room, that they were being viewed as the center of 
attention.  And for once he didn't care a bit.

After three slow dances, the band picked up the tempo a bit more 
than Matt was ready for yet.  They retired to a table and Lisa 
flagged down a waitress to get Matt something cold and wet.

As he sipped it, he realized that Darci was over on the other 
side of the dance floor herself, dancing with a young man.  She 
cut quite a figure out there in a short, bright blue dress that 
left her bosom half uncovered and her legs entirely bare.  Her 
ample bosom was bouncing, and the rest of her was moving so 
smoothly she seemed made out of liquid.

But Matt started to notice little hitches in her performance.  
Every now and then she seemed to catch for a moment, before 
continuing.  And as he watched it was getting worse.

Was she in trouble?  Suffering a malfunction?

Matt was about to point this out to Lisa when he realized that 
the problem was with her partner.  This partner was holding 
Darci's remote and seemed to continually be trying to give her 
instructions.  And he was occasionally hitting some of the wrong 
buttons causing parts of her to temporarily freeze.

The song ended and another one of the same tempo started.  Rather 
than retire from the dance floor however, Darci and her guest 
remained and tried to dance.  This disaster in progress out there 
was getting worse.  The young man seemed to be trying to correct 
his control problems, but was only introducing new ones.  This 
couldn't be fun for anyone.

Matt pointed out the problem to Lisa.  "Any suggestions?" he 
asked her.

She paused for a moment then said, "The next two dances will be 
slow ones again.  Go see if you can cut in on Darci and send her 
guest over to me."

As recently as two nights ago the idea of cutting in on anyone 
else's fun would have been next to impossible for Matt.  He still 
had sore memories of losing his dancing time with Lisa to Fred on 
their first meeting at Bob's party.  But a lot had changed for 
Matt in these last couple days.  In particular, Lisa and Darci 
were his friends - Special Friends - now.  He wasn't worried 
about losing Lisa to anyone, and he'd do a lot to help Darci.

The moment the music stopped Matt was on the move.  Before the 
band could play enough notes of the next song for anyone to 
realize they were back to the romantic stuff, Matt was behind the 
young man tapping his shoulder.

When the man looked around Matt used his friendliest voice and 
biggest smile to ask, "May I cut in?"

The man was so startled by this unexpected intrusion that he 
actually started nodding yes before he'd thought the whole 
situation through.  After all, dancing at Courtesy Suites wasn't 
exactly like your last college dance.

But before he could change his mind Matt had stepped in front of 
Darci with a quick, "Thanks," to the man.  As the man just stood 
there wondering what to do, Matt plucked the remote out of his 
hand and said, "Why don't you go over and ask Lisa to dance?  I 
saw you admiring her earlier."

A bit of a shove on the young man's shoulder started him in the 
right direction.  "Matt looked at Darci and asked, "All systems 
go?"

"Left leg," she replied.

Matt quickly pushed the button to unfreeze that leg, then dropped 
her remote down the front of her dress.  Darci stepped into his 
arms and said, "My gallant knight," as they moved in unison in 
the opposite direction away from the young man.

Halfway through the dance Matt noticed that that young man had 
ushered Lisa out onto the dance floor, and that she'd slipped off 
her heels to better match his shorter height.  Matt pulled Darci 
close and just danced with her.  Neither saw the need for 
conversation right now.

Matt took Darci through a second slow dance as well, then walked 
her over and returned her to her date.

"Darci's a great dancer," he told the young man.

"Thanks," the young man mumbled before moving off with her.  Soon 
Matt noticed that Darci and her date seemed to be getting along a 
lot better than before.

* * *

As the young man approached Lisa, she knew his type.  He was new 
to Courtesy Suites and their staff.  He'd heard about the hotel 
with the female robots, and was feeling that robots were there to 
be told what to do.  He'd probably tried telling Darci every move 
she should be making, and that was just too much trouble for 
either of them.  Darci would do her best to follow his 
instructions as given, but too many instructions themselves start 
getting crossed up.  He really should have picked a simpler unit 
- or even an IP model - but she couldn't tell him that.

She could tell him however what he was doing wrong - the moment 
he asked.  She'd just have to get him to ask the right question.

She smiled warmly to him as he stopped in front of her.  "Would 
you like to dance with me?" she asked him immediately, not 
letting unfamiliarity with the situation prevent anything from 
happening.

"Uh...Yes," he replied.

Lisa had measured his height as he had come over, and easily 
slipped off her heels before standing up.

Since he didn't make the first move, she led him out onto an 
uncrowded piece of dance floor before opening up her arms in an 
invitation to step in close and dance.

He was a bit clumsy, but that might have been due to drinking.  
He seemed nice enough - just a bit uneducated.  It took him until 
the end of the dance to ask her, "Are you a robot?"

"Yes I am," she informed him in the standard Courtesy Suite's 
manner.  "All of us with blue name badges are robots."

"Yeah, that's right.  I just didn't notice."

Just then, the music started again.  The man looked around like 
he felt he should be somewhere else, but Lisa tapped him on the 
shoulder and said, "Will you give me one more dance," in her most 
endearing manner.  It would be a hard offer for any man to 
refuse.

The second dance went much smoother.  At the end of it the man 
commented, "You're a very good dancer.  Much better than that 
other robot."

Lisa concealed her smile.  She put on a solemn expression instead 
and said, "Actually, Darci is one of the best dancers on staff.  
All you have to do is let her do it."

"That's what I tried to do.  I kept telling her what I wanted her 
to do, and she kept getting crossed up."

"May I make a suggestion to you that might help?"

"Yes.  Of course."

"Take the high level approach.  Think about me.  Did you have to 
tell me what to do - at all?"

"No I didn't."

"Try the same thing with Darci.  Just say to her: `Let's dance.' 
 Or `Let's go for a walk.'  Or `Let's go back to my room and...'" 
Lisa stopped when she saw him blush furiously at the last 
suggestion.

Just then Matt arrived with Darci on his arm.  He got a small 
kiss from her as he handed her back off to her guest.

Lisa evaluated whether a kiss was appropriate to give her dance 
partner as well, and settled on squeezing his hand instead.

"Remember what I said," she reminded him as he walked away.

"I will," came the reply.

Then she turned to Matt and told him, "That was a wonderful thing 
you did."

"It was nothing," he replied to her modestly.

"Yes it was.  A staff member could never have rescued them that 
way.  I'm sure they'll both have a much better evening now."

* * *

Matt had been happy to see Darci again.  He also realized that 
you don't have to always talk just to be close with someone.

He and Lisa danced three more dances.  Then instead of sitting 
down again, Lisa instead took Matt's hand and led him out of the 
hall.  Rather than protest, or even ask what was happening, Matt 
just followed the lovely fembot to see what she had in mind next.

Courtesy Suites is a luxury resort hotel.  In addition to their 
restaurants, staff, meeting rooms, and other amenities, they are 
justifiably proud of their pools.

Lisa led Matt down a hallway and through a door into a very 
large, enclosed space with a high domed roof.  It was like 
stepping outdoors into a tropical paradise at night.

The pool was more like a beach.  It was a huge rectangle of water 
stretching down to the far wall, with a horseshoe shaped sand 
beach fifteen yards wide surrounding three sides.  The ceiling 
overhead represented the night sky with a full moon and many 
bright stars.  Occasional clouds drifted across it.  Spaced down 
the beach were tiki torches.  And behind it down the sides was 
jungle vegetation.  The muted sounds of tropical birds and 
waterfalls mixed with the lapping water.  The air was warm and 
moist, with a tropical perfume wafting through.  Near where they 
entered was the service hut, a thatched roof affair that provided 
all manner of suits, towels, pool toys and a bar.  Hanging around 
were several fembots and a couple M-`bots, apparently waiting for 
the next guest who needed their services.  The fembots all wore 
the briefest string bikinis, while the M-`bots had speedos.

At first, the place seemed almost empty.  A couple people were 
swimming in the ocean pool, and a few more were visible along the 
beach.  The biggest group of maybe five, gathered around a beach 
fire.  

Lisa told Matt to wait here a moment, and then disappeared behind 
the beach hut.  Moments later she returned with her heels in her 
hand and a pareau wrapped around her body.  Lisa then took his 
hand led him down the beach.

As they walked, Matt heard giggles coming out of the jungle.  
This jungle was beautiful.  At first it had looked dark and 
forbidding, extending back maybe thirty feet from its 
juxtaposition with the beach.  There were palm and other exotic 
trees, as well as low bushes.  As his eyes better adjusted to the 
dim light however he saw that there were many small lights, like 
powerful fireflies, in the trees casting their soft glow.  And 
the bushes had large tropical flowers in abundance.  All this 
transformed the jungle into an enchanted fairyland.

Matt also noticed many nooks at the edge and paths going deeper 
into the jungle.  He realized that quite a number of people could 
likely find all the privacy they wanted or needed in this setup. 
 It was like The Hideway, but on a much grander scale.

One young woman was swimming laps in this pesudo-ocean.  She 
passed them several times as they made their unhurried progress 
down the sand.

When he glanced across the water to the other side, in addition 
to more Jungle, he also saw a couple lifeguard towers - the sort 
that look like giant highchairs - with buff young men sitting on 
them.  Now there's a good use for an m-`bot, he thought.

One of the towers had a couple attractive women standing at its 
base chatting to the lifeguard.  He nudged Lisa and nodded at the 
tower.  "Guests?" he asked, referring to the two women living out 
an obvious fantasy.

Lisa looked over for a moment before turning back to reply, "One 
of each - guest and staff."

That puzzled Matt, but he decided not to pursue the subject.  He 
was already happy enough himself.

As they got near the far end, Matt realized that the sound of 
falling water had gotten much closer.  Near that end they turned 
toward the jungle to see what looked to be the side of a water 
volcano spilling out a wide swath into an entire cascade of 
pools, before running into the ocean.

A number of people were in these various pools in various states 
of undress.  Matt's engineering eye recognized that both hot and 
cold water was running down the side of the mountain, and you 
could pick whatever temperature you wanted just by selecting the 
right pool.  It was tempting to want to just strip here on the 
beach and hop in those pools.  But Matt realized that while this 
was a whole new world to be explored, he was getting too tired to 
do it tonight.

Lisa had stopped with one foot forward towards the natural spa, 
ready to move if Matt started that direction.  Sometimes though 
things are best deferred.

Matt looked at Lisa's always lovely eyes and said, "Tomorrow 
night."

Squeezed his hand and they turned and started making their way 
back up the beach.

Matt noticed the lone female swimmer was still at it, moving up 
and down the pool with mechanical precision.  He commented to 
Lisa, "I don't have that kind of energy tonight.  Not after all 
we've done this evening together."

She smiled back at him before telling him that the woman swimming 
out there was actually a staff member.

"Why is she doing all that swimming?"

"A guest must have asked her to do it."

"Why?"

"Maybe he just enjoys watching her."

"I don't see anyone watching her."

Lisa looked around before commenting, "Maybe he has left with 
another staff member."

"Then why doesn't she stop?"

"Because she is doing the last thing she was told to do."

"You mean she'd do this forever."

"No.  The pool area closes at 3am.  If her last guest has not 
changed her instructions by then, she'll automatically reset and 
return to storage."

"That seems like a waste.  Can we do anything to help her."

Lisa squeezed Matt's hand again in a gesture he was coming to 
recognize as silent approval for his sensitivity.

"You can ask her to come over.  If her guest has left her, then 
she has become available to any other guest."

Matt walked down to the water and waved at the woman until he 
caught her attention.  Then he motioned at her to come over.  She 
immediately curved over to where he was standing and stood up.

She was an exceptionally beautiful woman with long black hair and 
delicate Oriental facial features.  She stood about five feet six 
with dark olive skin.  Her breasts and hips were both very full, 
with her nipples pushing through the tiny bikini top she was 
wearing.  Her legs also had a strong, fleshed-out look to them. 
Her name badge said she was Kerry.

"Hello, Kerry," Matt said.  "We were admiring your swimming."

"Thank you, Sir," she replied with an exotic, deep voice.

"Why are you swimming so much?"

"A guest had asked me to let him watch me swim.  He said I moved 
like a porpoise in the water."

"Is that guest still here?"

"No, he left forty-two minutes ago with another staff member."

"Then I am going to ask you to sit here on the beach looking as 
pretty as possible and wait for the next guest who requests your 
services.  Is that okay?"

"Yes, Sir.  And thank you.  I think this will be a better 
allocation of my resources."

Matt walked back to Lisa who took his hand again.

"Did I do the right thing?" he asked her.

"You rescued her from a useless expenditure of energy and 
services.  Like when you rescued Darci on the dance floor.  You 
made her much more easily available to any other guest that may 
come along tonight as well.  You didn't have to do that.  We're 
just `bots and most people don't worry about our feelings.  But 
you do.  You are a very unique person, Matthew Samuals."

This time, it was Matt who felt all warm inside, not realizing 
how often he generated this equivalent feeling in Lisa.  He had 
Lisa's approval, and that was worth a great deal.  They walked up 
the beach in silence while he enjoyed the feeling.

They were almost to the exit door when the young man from the 
dance floor entered with another fembot - not Darci - hanging on 
his arm, and another male friend about his same age.

Matt recognized the fembot as Traci from the front desk.  
Apparently this guy had wanted to spend some time with her after 
seeing her there at Check-in.  Maybe she hadn't been available 
earlier.

He saw Matt and Lisa and waved.  Matt really wasn't looking for 
any other company tonight, but the man came over with Traci and 
his friend in tow.

He said to both Matt and Lisa, "Thanks so much for your help 
tonight.  Everything's been great since, except for my friend 
here.  He hasn't hooked up yet."

Matt looked over to the beach hut, but the group of fembots that 
had been there earlier were gone at the moment.  Then he had a 
thought.

He said to the friend, "If you walk down this beach, you'll find 
a very lovely young staff member named Kerry.  She was abandoned 
earlier tonight and is now waiting for someone to come along and 
claim her.  She's yours for the taking.  I recommend asking her 
to show you the spas down at the far end."

"Far out," came the reply, and the three of them ran off together 
down the beach.

"You're just full of good deeds tonight, aren't you kind Sir," 
Lisa said to him.

"Hey, I only want the rest of the people her to have a chance to 
be as happy as I am with your tonight."

On hearing that, Lisa walked around in front of Matt, wrapped her 
arms around him, and gave him the longest, deepest kiss he'd ever 
imagined.  Then she said those magic words, "Let's go back to 
your room."

Back in the room, Lisa said she wanted to play the grownup doll 
game Matt had played with Darci.

Because he was now so completely dazzled by all that had happened 
this evening, Matt hadn't though of any other new games to try 
yet so he said sure, although he wondered if it would be the same 
with elegant Lisa as it had been with blonde busty Darci.

Lisa put a new twist on it however by first playing the eleven-
inch little Lisa to perfection.  Though she clearly couldn't 
shrink down in size (that was just a fairy tale), she acted out 
the part of the small, sexy doll with the simple voice 
recognition computer mind to perfection.  Then when Matt did his 
part by stepping out and then returning to find and turn on the 
six foot four Big Lisa.  She played this part with such gusto 
that both of them were soon consumed by gales of laughter.

When she finally took him to the bed again and this time put 
herself on top for their lovemaking, Matt realized that this had 
been the best day of his life - so far.

As was now their custom, Lisa spent the rest of the night cuddled 
up with Matt.  When he woke in the middle of the night the way a 
male can with a raging hard-on - particularly when he knows that 
the sexiest woman in the world is lying nude right next to him - 
Lisa made love to him immediately, no foreplay required.  Just 
one of the extra advantages a fembot brings to the relationship.

The next morning their goodbye was actually tearful.  Even though 
Matt wasn't leaving for at least the next couple days and they 
planned to see each other the coming evening, there would be a 
whole day in-between.

Matt left for the trade show after telling Lisa to go ahead and 
make plans for the both of them this evening, and to just 
surprise him with them when he returned.

Lisa then headed back to storage and began to wonder if the word 
"Love" - another one of those difficult concepts to understand -
was best coming to describe their relationship.

<Matt's stay at Courtesy Suites isn't over yet>

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