cellphone lipservice

Roger collapsed on the hard bed. It had been a long flight, and the conference was going to drag on for another three days. He pulled out his cellphone, and the new gizmo he and his wife had exchanged for Valentine's Day.
"Hi hon."
"Hon..., it's 4:30 in the morning here."
"Sorry. Just needed to hear your voice. Wanna try out our new toys?"
"Ummmph... hang on, let me plug it into the phone jack."

Roger also plugged in his mobile lips into the jack, and waited for the 'lipservice' light to come on, to indicate that the modem had established a connection. The lips, mouth, and tongue were fashioned from a mold of Lisa's mouth, covering the mechanism itself, a combination of positioning sensors, electro-active polymers, and conventional clockwork, controlled by the CKU (cental kissing unit), and given input from the partner's unit via the modem.

They kissed for what seemed like hours, even though only a few minutes had gone by. When Roger finally pulled away, the unit sensed no more input and the modem switched back to 'talk' mode.

"Thanks dear, that was wonderful."
"You know, you can use the record button next time, and you wouldn't have to wake me up..."
"I know, but it just isn't the same."