No time to explain

I wanted clarification at that point. I had thought only Jenny and Rachel had the lactation function...due to them being magic in nature or something. Was Kim just teasing me or did she do it to? With Kim it was impossible to tell. Jenny had a telltale grin on her face when she was toying with me, but Kim's face was almost always enigmatic. Her pouty lips were almost always upturned in a sort of smile that said she knew something nobody else did. As the sole robo-slut with self awareness, that was actually the case.

Kim had proven to be a liar and manipulator, but not in a malicious way. The whole "Tamaranian mating ritual" thing may just be something she was making up for laughs. Then again, the look on her face earlier...when she was apologizing...and when she was submitting...that didn't seem faked. There was something in her eyes then. A longing that replaced that usual sly twinkle.

Regardless of all of this, before I could ask anything, there was a pounding on the door. "Kim! How long does it take to give him a towel?!" Rachel yelled. Not an angry yell so much as trying to be heard over the falling water. I looked up at Kim's face and she winked at me, placing a finger over my lips.

"I told you I saw him take a towel in there," Jenny chimed in, her voice much softer...barely audible over the water. "Well, why were you watching him get ready to shower anyway?" Rachel replied. "I could understand watching him sh..." Her voice trailed off and I could almost see her expression as she realized what she had been saying. Her cheeks would flare red and her mouth would clamp shut.

Shaking her head, Kimmy smiled. "Adorable, aren't they?" she asked, stroking my cheek. "How about we invite them in too? It'll be a tight squeeze, but hey...we'd all love being squeezed against you."

It was too late for that anyway. The door was flung open. "Kim! Ooh, I can't trust either of you with him, can I?" Rachel protested. "I thought we were sharing," Jenny piped up.

Sputtering, Rachel threw her hands up. I couldn't see them too well though the distortion of the shower glass, but I could see their movements well enough. "Not what I mean! You're being too rough with him, the both of you!" she insisted.

This was getting out of hand...the last thing I wanted was for them to start fighting about me. ...also, Rachel seemed to be forgetting about how she practically strong-armed me back to bed after Jenny "introduced" herself to me the night before. She was probably half asleep at the time, so maybe she didn't remember anyway. ...do robots have a "half asleep" mind set...?

Opening the shower door, Kim peeked out. "I'm just helping him washing his back, Rach," she lied. "I know you love him, but don't you think you're being a little too overprotective? He's a bit shy, I'll grant you, but he's not a delicate little flower. ...your screaming last night suggested he's no soft sponge or something..."