My Bot Doms.

st hundred years or so. But in the last ten years robots became used more often as a companio

n't have any emotion, we program them to act like they love their human but it's not

I would've done it before but my mother was holding me back saying I'm too you

I grew up with robot nannies, I went to camps where the one in charge of

the only son of the CEOs of the biggest robot factoring company. I was raised alone, the whole

nce I was fifteen, working for my parents company. It all made dating impossible, I wan

love. I never experienced that feeling before, feelings, they are

ll for someone and call them mine. But again with my work, with my status, with me being smarte

the sex was good and now it's time for him to leave. It made m

ecreating human love. I wasn't about to add hate or grudg

rying and frustration, I managed to crack the code. Now I have done it, a robot

s mine. I talked my mother into allowing me to get a robot, I'm eighteen now after all. I made so

ther went crazy about the danger of all of that. She ev

you yet, how our robots look. They look human, one hundr

robot wear an identification patch there. But other than that they are human

worry about world domination, they are programmed to se

ant, the programming is on me, I'm not a

complete opposite. My robot is dark skinned, brown curl

r my robot I wanted to have a boyfriend for now, slightly to mess with my mother. I might

d about my weird hobbies and stress relief methods, cuddler with me being the small spoon, a chef since I got zero knowledge in the kitchen, helps with daily tasks, a good

says I need a keeper and well she's right. Being extremely smart, it's a curse and a gift,

to tight it in around a million ways m

nt to sleep dreaming about a million ways things coul