I dont even know her real last name."You remember Sarah dont you, Kinda pale chubby, Pink nails, Sissy haircut and cant hear her talk hahaha" I though... you liked her hair and shes your friend, you sound like a Frenemy. "No Jay, Sissy isnt an inslult anymore, She's just different, shy but she says alot of funny things. We have alot in common and I want to see her open up more. I've got to go she's waiting for me to come now. Dont forget my friends are coming over too. Let them do what they want. It would be purely social, black tie and gown and they would have a limo which would pick them both up. Jane thought about it and said she didn’t have a gown to wear. Jerry told her to call one of her advertisers that carried such products and see what they could come up with. She got on the phone and soon enough, one of them said it would be tight, but, if she could come over tonight, they could measure her and have one by tomorrow although it wouldn’t be that fancy. Jerry had asked her on. She was of good build, not terribly skinny, with a full bosom and long beautiful legs. She squinted against the sun through her small wire-frame glasses and kept repeating her apologies. She explained that she was on her way home from a long day at work as well, and was thinking about other things. I couldn’t pass up this opportunity. I asked her if she would be interested in joining me in the little cafe nearby, and she obliged. We sat there talking for over an hour, and I learned a great deal. Reader, please do not think I am making the ill-guided attempt to describe Utopia. Fuck that noise. I’m describing an evolved time. Money for the most part is not a thing. Artificial Intelligence lives side by side with humanity. I mentioned the United States had grown vast. It has, in name only. Mass Governments such as they were in the beginning times are also, no longer a thing. The Death Lottery keeps global population in check; everyone, even babies, are included in the drawing. The only.