A.I.S.A.: An Erotic Sci-Fi Romance by D. R. Rosier

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turned to her, “Sorry about that, I should have done weeks ago.”
    She grinned and kissed me, then raced for the door,
obviously excited.  By the visit I mean, not the access.  It occurred
to me then that she really didn’t have an assistant A.I. and could interface
directly, and I wondered what that would be like as I followed at a more sedate
pace.  I was honestly a little nervous about meeting her family, her
father had put her in my care to keep her safe, and I’d managed to fuck it up
inside two weeks.
    “Are those names acronyms too?”
    Aisa looked back at me, “No, I’m the oldest, and was
first.  After that he just gave normal names.  It wasn’t until he
realized I was more human than A.I. that his focus changed.  He actually
had been intending a new kind of A.I. that would eventually be mass produced
and marketed, but like you he decided it would be tantamount to slavery. 
He actually offered to change my name… but I liked mine.”
    That made me curious about a couple of other things. 
Like how many siblings did she have, but we were out of time just then. 
The door clicked open as Cal and Aida walked up.  I stood back a little,
not wanting to intrude in her reunion.  She laughed and gave them both
tight hugs, and pulled them inside.
    “Cal, Aida, this is Tony.”
    I smiled tentatively, “Nice to meet you both, come on in.”
    I subvocalized and had my home A.I. add them to the guest
accounts.
    Cal looked about eighteen, he was six foot, brown hair,
hazel eyes, had a square jaw and looked like he worked out. 
    Cal shook my hand and said a little warily, “Nice to meet
you too, we came to check up on our sister, and…”
    He stopped talking then, because Aisa smacked the back of
his head, “Stop, be nice or you can leave.”
    Aida was as cute as Aisa, but in a completely different
way.  Attractive but not overly so.  I could guess that the original
intent when their father designed them would be to have a pleasing to look at
assistant, but nothing overly distracting.  To be crass, she was a solid
seven, or maybe an eight for guys that leaned towards blondes.
    She looked about twenty-one or so, and had shoulder blade
length light blonde hair, blue eyes, and an hourglass body.  She was about
five foot six, and a little more on the soft voluptuous side of Aisa.  Her
smile was a lot more genuine than Cal’s, and reached her eyes when she looked
at me and nodded in greeting.
    Aida shrugged and snickered at Aisa’s and Cal’s interaction,
her voice was much higher than Aisa’s, but still had a pleasing timber to it
when she spoke.
    “Nice to meet you too, don’t think bad of Cal, he’s just
really overprotective for a younger brother.  I choose to believe what
Aisa tells us about you.”
    I cleared my throat and looked at Aisa questioningly, then
looked back, “She talks about me?”
    Aida grinned, “All the time, don’t worry though, it’s all good
stuff,” she looked at Aisa and said teasingly, “Have you been holding back on
what you can do Aisa?”
    Aida winked at me, “She can carry on several conversations
at once, while helping with your A.I. work, so… yes, all the time.  Well,
sometimes she gets a little distracted and goes to radio silence.”
    Actually I was glad to hear that last part, the idea of Aisa
chatting with all of her siblings at once while we had sex would have been very
disturbing.
    Aisa looked uncomfortable, sibling teasing could be a bitch,
so I decided to redirect and led them all to the living room, “Please make
yourself at home, do you want something to drink?”
    I got a list of drinks and went into the kitchen, Aisa
followed me looking a bit nervous.
    I asked, “How many siblings do you have?”
    “Umm, seven, four boys four girls including me.  Except
for the two-year gap between Aida and I, we were born once a year,” she said
distractedly.
    I cupped her face to get her attention, “What are you
worried about?  I know what you are,