People on every corner, in every building, every car, every bus, pretty much every inch of the city center had a person in or near it.Most, like any m...tropolis, minded their business, hurried along, but I noticed an unusual number of obnoxious touts.The touts mostly fell into two categories: either halfway decent looking young girls, speaking perfect English, on about trying local tea, or short, pushy, tacky dressed middle-aged guys, like gnomes, poking fake, gaudy watches in my face, grunting. "Nothing that can't wait. Y'know, sometimes I wish bloody smart phones had never been invented. They keep you connected to the world every second of the day." I quickly deleted the message and plugged the phone into the charger on the nightstand, turning the volume down to avoid any loud beeps should another inappropriate text come through. "Honey, I've had an exhausting day, would you mind if we just went straight to sleep tonight?" she asked as she slipped her naked body between the crisp. “Why don’t you let Floyd in?” Hector suggested. When I opened the door my heart jumped for joy. Floyd was hunky, tough-looking, and just fuckin’ perfect. Floyd, however, had a bewildered expression and it was clear that Hector had not yet told him about me.“Is Hector here?” Floyd asked, with a puzzled expression.“I’m in the kitchen,” Hector hollered from behind us. As we moved through to the kitchen Hector, began to chuckle.“Floyd, this is Chester. He lives next door and I am babysitting him. . And I still don’t!”“Come with me,” Jenny said with no further elaboration.Again they went out to the factory floor, but then moved into the brand-new addition that Kim had never seen before. There in a corner of the new facility, she saw workers fabricating a unit she had never seen before, either.“Recognize it?” Jenny asked.“No ... Yes!” Kim exclaimed. “Is that the exercise machine I designed?”“Well what do you know?” Jenny replied sarcastically. “She can actually recognize one of her own.