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That seems very specific for Clippy related erotica. Although the extra a does make it sound fancy.
Those women’s libbers. Always subverting the patriarchy by avoiding the elevators.
Well, I assume all those stairs keep her quite trim!
Tara – I think it’s some sort of aplique.
Phil has set a real low bar here.
If distressed bras are turning into a trend….
That this is a sequel and we have perhaps missed plot points is maybe the most bizarre thing.
Oh we are bloggers! Maybe a tech giant will one day ask us to investigate alien artifacts! I did not know this could get more exciting!
Intel is just rocked to their very core.
“Pack it up, boys. Now they’re just mining them out of the ground, no one needs Intel anymore.”
Oh no! Is everyone okay after the crash?
Phew, that’s a relief. I don’t know what I’d do if the well developed characters I’ve grown to know and love were injured in the crash.
Interesting question – who’s getting the business end of Clippy? I mean, Phil seems a reasonable choice.
I’m going to misuse the word pounce in this fashion forever now. It’s a thing. Like fetch but more successful.
It’s true, Leonard Delaney may have flown too close to the sun with this one.
I get the impression that someone was trying burn through an arbitrarily decided word count.
Obviously. Who’s dream isn’t to die in an avalanche while talking to an unempathetic alien and being sexually rejected.
OMG. I want to trademark “MicroHard” RIGHT NOW. Damn you Leonard Delaney.
Someone engineered her breasts. Huh.
Seriously – who hears the term “lady socket” and thinks – hot! My readers will really get into that.
Although….I have a feeling we are not the target market here.
Hey – I will say at least Leonard has made an attempt at using the non-human elements in the sex act. I will not get over the Unicorn horn not being used in that Biker Unicorn erotica.
How? How is that a sentence? How did you write that Leonard?
Wait? Phil’s a robot?
Was this some elaborate alien set up specific to blogger Christie?
You know, if it was a generic paper clip I could almost see it, but that it’s a specific virtual paperclip… that makes it pretty hard to suspend belief.
So, here’s the thing – Clippy has been gone for a long time. So what inspired this story? Or! Was this story sitting in Leonard’s drawer just waiting for the self-publishing revolution?
I have a suspicion that the term lady-socket is going to enter my mind at incredibly inopportune moments in the future. Damn you, Leonard.
I think we may be out of words for this one. I mean. Wow.
This liveblog software needs a like button.
And with that, we end our exploration of the disturbing sex life of Clippy. Join us next time for more unlikely monster erotica liveblogging!