The Virtual Man [The Virtual Reality 1] (Siren Publishing Classic)

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    “No, Tiana, you just need to relax and I’ll apply it to your skin.”
    Unconsciously squeezing her legs together, Tiana felt an agonizing twinge between her legs at the thought of Derek’s hands rubbing her body. The memory of what had happened the last time he had massaged her was still fresh in her mind.
    “I’m naked, I’m not going to let you rub some gooey plant crap all over me,” she reasoned.
    “I’m an AI, it’s not like I am going to enjoy it or anything. My purpose is to see that you are well cared for, and allowing you to burn while in paradise would not be caring for you. Besides, if you don’t like the way it feels you can always stop running the program. You’re not scared of me touching you, are you?”
    “Of course not. I don’t know why I’m even discussing this with you. You don’t exist. You are a set of ones and zeros on the chamber’s active memory. You will do the part of my back that I can’t reach.”
    “Computer, materialize a bowl of cuidian aloe milk,” Derek ordered.
    A bowl containing a thick, white-green substance materialized in Derek’s hand.
    Smiling as he bent down to her, Derek handed the bowl to Tiana and warned, “Make sure you don’t get any on your beautiful hair because—”
    “I know how to apply lotion to my skin without messing up my hair, I don’t need some stupid computer program to tell me what to do,” she curtly cut him off.
    A little self-consciously, Tiana started applying the concoction to her unclothed body as Derek watched.
    The stupid hologram is staring at me with a stupid grin on his stupid face.
    Quickly rubbing the aloe milk into every square inch of the front of her body, Tiana stopped, quite satisfied with herself.
    “If I need you to do my back, I’ll let you know when I flip over later on. In the meantime, please notice Mr. Human Wanna-be, that I didn’t get any on my hair or anywhere other than those parts of my body that actually required it.”
    “You rubbed it into your pubic hair,” he stated, as if pleased he’d caught her on a technicality. AI’s were so darn literal.
    “Yes, but I meant to do that. That part of my body has never seen the sun and I am not about to burn it,” she retorted snottily.
Why am I even bothering to explain myself to this thing?
    “Well, if you had allowed me to finish what I was saying earlier, I would have explained that aside from protecting the skin from the rays of the sun, the milk from this particular aloe plant disintegrates hair upon contact.”
    “Disintegrates hair?” Tiana looked down at her now totally bald pussy. “Shit! You are a dead man!” She jumped out of her lounge chair and swung an angry fist that just missed Derek’s face. “And don’t go making yourself disappear, either, or so help me I’ll delete your sorry ass.”
    Derek ran as fast as he could straight for the water and, taking a few steps into it, dove in and disappeared under the surf. Tiana followed just a second or two behind him.
    Where the hell is he? I’m going to tear him apart limb by limb, starting with his dick.
    She stopped all motion, neck deep in the refreshing ocean water. Tiana listened intently for any sound that would give away Derek’s position. He wasn’t human so he could probably stay underwater as long as he needed to without having to come up for air. Still, she would find him. He had made a fool of her and she would make his electronic body pay. She was mad as a hornet. She was so angry that she couldn’t see straight. She was so … very … horny. The stupid program seemed to have that effect on her. No matter what either one of them ever did, it eventually made her hot for him.
Not him, it. It is not real.
    “Ungh!” Tiana cried out as she felt a pair of hands reach from behind her and caress her breasts, holding each nipple between a thumb and index finger. The hands simultaneously pulled her back into a rock-hard chest.
    “Damn you, Derek,” she half whispered

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