..”“The AI squealed on them.”“Are you saying that it eavesdropped and then told you? That seems...”“Yeah, it does, but according to Helen,...the AI follows rules laid down to govern what it has to hear to respond to us properly. Our programmers, in other words, some of my wives, at first, would not allow it to record what it heard until we called it. But with that method, we would sometimes have to bring it up to date, so to speak, for it to understand fully the complicated directions that came. Then they brought her back into the cage. Horror-struck, the other women were forced to the back of the cage and the small cage was lowered and the terrified Clemmy forced into it. It was then raised, too high for any one to touch and the inmates were left to their own devices. Rashumba had got the two lovers separated, without Alexia being released into the prison proper!They kept her there for six weeks, so confined that she could barely move. The cage was lowered twice a day and Clemmy fed. The dance was typical middle school. The gym was decorated in streamers and posters, though we did have a disco ball suspended from the ceiling that somebody had donated years ago.The band, a local high school group, was playing a slow dance when we walked in, so I parked Tami in a chair and took Robbie out on the dance floor. I guess I'm old-fashioned, but I like the slower dances where I actually get to touch my partner. Of course, back in the fourth grade when I'd learned, I thought it was. "I will come back soon" he whispers in my ear. I bite my lips hoping for his BBC inside of me again.I bring James back again to my parents house more often. I also bring my other black lovers over as well. The privacy my parents give me is something I really like. But my mother has been different lately. She is wearing the kind of clothing that I would wear. She all of a sudden wearing very revealing outfits. Short skirts, high heels, and tight shirts. "What is going on?" I think to myself. I.