Frank grinned and worked her harder through her orgasm and kept going.<span style="color: #4dffa6"> "don't curse me or i will stop."</span>he groaned deeply and shook his head.<span style="color: #4dffa6">"i am not holding back... it took me a long time to recover from that first one."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #ffff00">"that would depend on the nature of the child now wouldn't it? if the child took after her it would be just as timid and react quite favorably to the deep love and affection Flora would give the child and not want to act out. barring that we could have found someone to adopt the child instead of killing it."</span>it was her turn to snort and shake her head.<span style="color: #ffff00"> "lets start with the fact that you take great offense to tiny insults, even if that insult only exists in your mind. your also trapped in your own vision and definition of success despite the fact that the Animus is wildly more successful then any purpose built machine meant to help those mortals could ever be. you also take great offense to the very insinuation that your work can be faulty despite the evidence that clearly says you are not perfect. oh, and instead of trying to make repairs or changes to match feedback you just destroy your work. i told you anchor thirteen was weak and needed adjusting and don't think i didn't notice you annihilate it and replace it instead of investigating the problem, fixing it and learning the cause of the issue. is that enough problems with being an egomaniacal perfectionist or shall i continue?"</span>she rolled her eyes and cuddled back against Empress.<span style="color: #ffff00">"good. Empress, why do i sense your power signature in Ashia's house?" </span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>