"The Simon" by Laura Ender in Sundog Lit

She asked if he would like to come to the bedroom and he smiled and bowed his head. He followed her down the hallway—his balance and locomotion were incredible—and she sat him down on the bed. For the next twenty-seven minutes, he watched her try on outfits, telling her how lovely she looked in each one.

Twisted, robotic love. Of sorts. ... Read story here.