Captain’s Log 12 /12 /2050

The robot (politically correct term being; android) known as Tenille 0477, with her flowing hair and ruby red lippal area wondered into my chambers this evening.
Needless to say her appearance startled and excited me.

“Tenille0477”, I said, not yet dropping her numerical identity, as we were as yet not familiar enough to call her by her Christian name alone, “What the Rowlings are you doing in my private chambers?”

“I have come to find favor with you Captain Crane,” Tenille0477 droned in a somewhat sultry feminesque voice.

“Tenille0477.. this is highly unorthodox, most irregular behavior, has,has someone messed with your circuits?,” I asked.

“No Captain, only you have messed with my circuits. You are my reason for being. My everything. My.. my..my.. Sharona…”, Tenille0477 spun wildly around my chambers in a tailspin and crashed to the floor.

I grabbed her into my arms and began mouth to mouth and she puckered her lippal area and we embraced passionately.