The chords fell oddly on his ears, more used to the atonal chants of the village women than to the melodies of the Tall Ones. The words were in a stra...ge language, but the stirring rhythms made his heart pound and his breath quicken.A young woman and an older man passed mugs around, filling them from a stout wooden keg. Mak found that his held a dark and heady brew, as different as could be from the sour and musty bark beer that he was used to. It only took a couple of swallows to convince him. She was a very intelligent woman who had gotten in early on the Old Man Project, as they now called the plan to use me to repopulate the planet. One of the perks was she got to test out the equipment. I have to admit, it was most enjoyable to me, as well. I hadn't been laid for over 10,000 years, and I was ready. Nurse was about two and a half months pregnant with a healthy boy.Another almost constant companion was Library. Library was a robot, for lack of a better word. Picture a silver. “Do you need more?”Allison mentally checked her body and found that therelief wasn’t quite there as it usually was. It wasonly the second period, and at this rate it was goingto be a long and tiring day. Not that she didn’t enjoyevery second of it. The tiring part anyways, not theclassroom part.“Yeah, I need to cum again. Do me one more time andwe’ll work on getting you off after.”Allison leaned back, squeezing her tits and spreadingher legs while Jumai. He did clean up well, although his idea of cleaning up was a black blazer over a red graphic tee and a pair of jeans. ‘You should have shaved, bud,’ he said to himself, rubbing the stubble on his chin. ‘She would have come if you’d shaved.’ Sighing, he slipped out of the bathroom, deciding to call it quits for the night and head home. And then, across the room, the vision of her changed everything. For a moment, that’s what he thought she was: a vision. A figment of his imagination. But when.