I admit it was part of my scheme for rounding up spare cocks with time on their side and absent wives busy with the other social bullshit that went on...at a frantic pace both day and night.I must confess that I was on intimate terms with most of the male neighbors and probably had more sex with some of those poor neglected men than they had with their own wives.One of my friendly male neighbors called Tony begged me to stay or he would follow me and leave his wife of some forty plus years to run. "Have you found something about the target?" Padma said."I'm going to google it, " I chuckled as Samantha.I breathed deeply and tried to search any information about IgorValentine in my mind. I instantly conclused that this batch only coveredthe last five years of Samantha's life."By the way, the visual feed is only one way, buddy. Just like theprotocol said. Means that, you can see me but I can't see you. So keeptalking to the phone. After this, you're on your own." I've got nothing, Padma.. " Pris said, and Pixels phone screen lit up. "Look see? I've been studying my records of you two."Pixel glanced at the phone, and felt her face get hot. On the screen she was riding Sarah's face. "You recorded us?" Pixel stood up in the tub, water sloshing everywhere. "I'm not sure how I feel about that." It's not the same as recording something, you don't call your memory a recording do you? It just so happens that IS my memory."Pixel felt comprehension settling over her. "So you have memories. It was almost as if hisnearness protected her from them. But wasn't her protection one ofhis duties and responsibilities as her husband?The voices - it was possible there might be just one - had begun justover a week ago. They - she could never determine their genders -always had the same message. They implored her - both as Katra andElektra - to fight, but at the same time never bothered telling herwith whom or with what she must do battle.Perhaps it was some kind of warning about the Foul.