Chapter Five
After a short nap, he awoke, refreshed, and looked back over the sleeping mode form of the programmed robot woman who was falling in love with him. Going over a few ideas, he decided he’d see how she was at pillow talk. Gently rubbing her back, he finally said, “Good morning, Jennifer Walters.”
“Oh,” she said, opening her caramel-colored eyes and looking at him with some worry, “Hi, Greg.” She started to raise up, but then realized she was naked, and her shyness returned in full. “Could I have a blanket or some clothes, please? I am feeling shy again.”