Supposedly, all of the defense mechanisms had been shut off, but AI was keeping a close watch in case of a glitch. This tunnel was dimensioned so that...we could walk upright with two of us beside each other. That was a pleasant change from what we had experienced with the other local AI establishments. I suppose that the rationale was that this station was thousands of klicks from any other inhabited sector, so it was safe to make it more convenient for the humans who had to make occasional. A soft ballad began to play on the radio and Darren reached out to her. "May I have this dance, ma'am?"Stephanie looked at him incredulously for a moment. She was soaked. Her towel was soaked and now Darren was getting his sweaty frame and shorts wet. Darren was sure she could see the bulge in the crotch of his shorts, it was rather obvious.She laughed, "Why not?" She dropped her towel and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Not exactly what I had in mind," she whispered as she molded her body. Which of you two ladies will go first?" I will," called Anne in a strong voice. She stepped forward and turned to face her two partners."Stan, Denise. I'm no poet, as you know, but I found this, and it expresses what I want to say." "I take you both to be my partner, to have, and to hold from this day forward." I give to you my unending love and devotion,and I promise to be true to you, to cherish you, and to sharemy thoughts, hopes, and dreams with you both." I look forward to spending the. As least as far as Beverly knew he hadn't. He'd made Deanna into a slut, turned a deeply caring friend of hers and his into nothing more than a holodeck porn star. How could her boy, the innocent, quiet, genius, peacefully sleeping in the other room, have...she roiled with disgust as she considered what she'd seen. And worst of all, was that he'd made his slut call herself mommy. Beverly wondered if, after all she had done, Wesley preferred his abomination to her. Or perhaps what he wanted was.