"Yeah?"He smiled, his teeth bright. He had missed a dark smear of soot near his ear. He almost never talked about work. There were bad days - when an ...partment building burned to the ground, or a civilian got burned up, or a firefighter was injured or worse - and the last thing in the world he wanted to do was come home and relive the horrible events he sometimes had to experience.When they were first married, she had tried to get him to talk. He would slog home, slump into his overstuffed. Painstakingly Derrick began to adjust to sensors 'til he had the wavelength he wanted; now all he had to do was wait and listen. It was almost a week later that they finally got something, a weak signal as always but still it gave him hope."0999, proceed," with that they went to were the signal source within seconds."Primary, it is indeed a brain box, attempting to identify ... it appears to be 0003, shall I bring him aboard?" 0999 sounded hopeful."First scan the box for anything out of the. Michael led Sarah to the edge of the park and through a wood with no discernible path. The woods began to thin out shortly after they had entered and Sarah saw a small patch of open ground next to railroad tracks. "The tracks that run through town," Michael said, "I followed the tracks one day and found this little clearing." Sarah looked up at him as he spread the blanket on the ground. "And I bet you've already guessed what I thought we could do here."Michael kicked off his sandals and walked. I’ve seen ‘em naked.”“Oh really,” she said. “Well wise guy, let me show you.” She grabbed the two dolls and pulled them apart and held them up toward me. Ken had a small white stick glued between his legs and Barbie had a small hole for it to go in.She put the Barbie down and unplugged Ken’s penis. “See, I made this out of a plastic dowel. I forgot I’d left them like that.”“Playing games, huh?”She blushed and nodded. “I take pictures.” She moved to her desk and hit her computer and punched a.