Now let me explain something; I promised them that if they needed refreshing, that means sex, all they had to do was ask. I have one almost every day,...usually after lunch. Your job is to back me up.” I shook my head and asked him to explain. “You’ve fucked some girls, haven’t you?” I nodded. “Three, or four, not many, not often; maybe ten times.” I tried to remember. Some of my efforts had been so brief and fumbling, I didn’t even count them, but one or two had been great, and I left the girls. I know, but I like to hear it. I like to see his eyes soften when he thinks about me. His eyes tell me so much about how he feels. I watch him talking with people about technical things and I can see that he loves his work and he loves teaching and helping people understand their jobs. Dan does 'teacher' very well. I know. He taught me to fly and to program those controllers.Oh, yeah. Programming. I think Nikki's a savant. It's funny. She talked Dan 2.0 into setting up one of the obsolescent. The method of disposal caused some concern at first until it was discoveredby means of an accident that they could be fed into fusion generators and thatwould reduce them to component molecules and atoms. This was also elected theformal execution method employed by the coalition members. Companies and individualscould request any number of females, providing they were able to feed and housethem, to certain standards, they could be put to any use required. On anyfemale reaching the age of. ????????????????? They entered the building through a creaking door, and a musty smell of disuse assailed William’s senses. Quickly, she hustled him forward into the waiting jaws of an elevator. Stumbling, William gasped in pain as his elbow cracked against the adjacent wall. The elevator lurched to its feet, and began the slow ascent to the second floor. Unprepared and disoriented, William sank to his knees. Breathing hard, he struggled to control his alarm.????????????????? The elevator.