it was impulsive and stupid and i wish i could change it . every morning , and some evenings too . the elevator door opened , and man and robot stepped into it . my undershirt and bra followed and his eyes ate up every inch of skin that i revealed , as if it was the first time he was seeing it . he twisted his neck and peeked out from behind the tree every minute or so and his neck was getting stiff . `` that what we calling it now ? i begged him to go , to leave . 