A ROBOT MADE OF RED VELVET

A robot made of red velvet gently caressed my face. It's touch was gentle, but robotically precise. It was a very high-tech robot, it's velvet was of the highest quality, the pigment the very essence of sensual red, and it's circuitry programmed to have the very minute movements synced smooth as all get out. I wondered how far this would go. I wasn't sure if this velvet robot was getting fresh with me, but I certainly hoped so. I gave it the eyes and trusted that's it's programmers had coded it to recognize what "the eyes" meant.