I emerged from the sower to see her staring out the window of the room. Overlooking the city, it was quite a breathtaking view, one that might be more appreciated in a better establishment. But this is where we ended up tonight, me and my Lilim courtesan. Something, though, stopped me from getting her attention; it seemed that she didn't notice me returning to the room, and something about her figure made me want to do nothing more than admire her. Perfectly thick thighs, a short yet perky silhouette, and a skirt that barely teased what lay underneath, it's all something too enticing to resist. Yet, as I stared at her from behind, it seemed like there was another attraction.
	She sighed as she oversaw Glitch City, admiring the view for a few moments more, as I did the same from another angle. Finally she turned to me. "Well, ready for the best time of your life... well, this week at least?" She said with a laugh, noticing my sudden unease. Sure, I had came for her lower half, but looking at her now, realizing that it was all attached to such a person, it made the encounter feel a bit more special, more real, despite the inherent falsities of the act.
	She moved to the bed, gently pushed me down, then crawled over me, her sexy body slithering over mine. My cock was erect, as any would be, not just from her sultry actions but simply by looking into her eyes. Finally, she slid her panties to the side as she straddled my stiffness. Rubbing her own wet hole against it, she looked at me with a grin once more. No going back, now. The sight of her lips drove me wild, them split by her fingers as she prepared to commit to services rendered, the moment before felt far too long.
	Finally I felt myself inside her, bliss as usual. The lilim whore so enthusiastic for her job, whether by programming or by personal enjoyment, it matters not when you're mid-coitus with one of them. No... with her. Maybe I'm blinding myself, but this Lilim seems a bit more... real than some of the others I've been serviced by. They're all unique, of course, but her... there's something more here. Even as she's bouncing on me, even as she gives me the pleasure I don't deserve, there's a warmth in her eyes, in her smile. Drinking her figure in only accelerates the process, I grab her hips and start moving her faster, as if she wasn't doing it herself.
	Soon, the function's over, without the need to worry about anything I let loose inside, allowing the climax to be, well, the climax of the event. She climbs off in a way that seems sexy in and of itself, allowing her panties to return to a natural position before lying down beside me. This is the usual after-fuck event, but this time, it seems to be a bit more. She looks more... more beautiful tonight. Happier, her smile brighter, her eyes more alive. I can't tell what it is, but something seems different. A clock dings, and our time is up. She pats herself down, cleans herself and prepares to leave. Her head turns back towards me with a lucky smile, one I'll be thinking of later tonight.
	And with that, she's gone, I return to my loneliness, but with a new thought to chew on. I get dressed, and head out myself, roaming slowly through the town as I head for the train station that delivers me home. I can't stop thinking about Dorothy the entire time, even with the inherent falsities of the encounter, there was something genuine about her look, her body... maybe even her soul.
	I pull out a cigarette and light it between my lips, the next train isn't for 15 minutes. Even in the cloud of smoke I feel like I can see her smile, and I resolve to do better tomorrow. After all, if she can make me feel this special, this loved, even when I know it's not real, what reason do I not have to make myself feel the same way? I flick the butt into the trash bin as the train arrives, ready to take the shuttle back to my normal life. The lilim's smile haunts me through the rest of my night, a welcome companion to remind me that tomorrow isn't such a scary proposition. With any luck, I'll see her again soon.