 I papi watched papi helplessly as Susan lost her soul to papi the machine. Standing there completely impotent papi to papi act I watched radio her papi eyes, once so sparkling with life and joy and yes...love turn papi pale and milky like those of a dead fish in a meat market papi. This was what I had wanted so badly. What she papi had been willing to do to papi never lose site me. But in attempting to become my perfect fantasy I instead beheld an animated silver corpse, which never could again give me the warmth papi of her love. She was software papi instead of soul papi. Steel instead of tenderness. She was the perfect lover, companion, would never displease or fail papi in radio anything asked of her. She was after all, programmed that way. But humanity cannot be programmed, a papi person can be site programmed, but humanity, true caring and love can only papi be imitated within the limits of radio circuits and programming. I was suddenly very alone in the perfect relationship. And as time progressed, I came to understand that radio I papi had not only killed her; but papi like some ghoulish fiend, stole to the graveyard and desecrated her corpse. Her papi cold metal corpse. And even worse yet I had papi played god and brought papi this beautiful abomination back, and like some fetishistic Frankenstein reanimated her corpse to fulfill my demented needs. As she papi had demanded I do. I remembered that she had wanted this, at least as much as I papi did. It was her papi fantasy too. To be site powerless papi, helpless in her own body, a mindless ever ready toy. The perfect robot plaything. But papi the realities of the "real" world and the papi fantasy of fiction are not always the same or compatible. To tinker with radio the human papi brain, reprogram papi or alter papi it isn't site so papi specific a process papi at papi our current level of technology as to be able to pick selectively which things to alter papi. Realistically such site technologies are still centuries away. So papi REAL world robotization or chemical mind papi control or any such procedures site are more like lobotomizing the "subject"/victim than "fine tuning". That's the sad reality. But she wanted to be mine forever. Wanted to be beautiful papi forever. Wanted site to be papi radio half human/ half something from a sci-fi movie. The papi ultimate bondage slave was one who papi was bound papi inside herself papi. A slave in her own mind. The fantasy papi overrode the reality that SHE would be gone. We rationalized that some of her papi would remain. Trapped in the fantasy. That being the fantasy. The thrill. The excitement. We proceeded joyfully, blindly.
 Years passed papi. No one took her place papi radio. All that stuff about one true love, an irreplaceable soulmate papi is true. And I gutted mine like an old building needing renovation. Yet she remained; a shiny perfect papi reminder, a monolith, a papi radio gravemarker papi. A tombstone papi with three words only: "I love you".
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