**This is a small teaser for a long story I’m writing, inspired by a series of audio scripts I wrote a few month ago. Tell me how much you like it, and if you want to read more about the interaction between this fembot and her prisoner. I feel like a teaser is completely inline with this story, where edging, tease and denial will play quite a big role.**
You knew that anthropomorphic robots were a thing. You were fascinated, strangely unsettled by the videos visible on the internet from some specialized companies. But you were not prepared to this.
“– Good evening sir. Can I see your ID?”
The robot in front of you looked as if it was a warm and welcoming hotel host. Or rather hostess. Clearly. More considerate, more human in facts than all the people you saw since you went out of this taxi two hours ago, centuries ago. You hand it, or her perhaps, your driver’s license, with the paperwork left from your brief brush with the “normal” penitentiary administration. She, well it took them, sorted and stored them in a drawer in a few, efficient movements, while continuing, conversationally.