."Mihoshi." The name echoed in the silence withing his hull.Hastily he corrected the fault, realizing he had actually activated the audio system withi... his hull. Of course no one was there! He knew that! As if being a state of the art cybernetic system would allow him to forget Mihoshi was three hundred and sixty-six million miles away ... give or take. Had he fallen so far from the destiny his makers had intended that he was actually talking to himself?He had been created to be the most. All you have done is tell us the names of all the goddamn trees, birds and fucking everything else in between.”“My dear Sandy,” said Chantelle. “What Paul is trying to say is that we’re hot for you, but your soul is not yet part of Paradise.”“Excuse me?” I had been floored. They saw right through me. “What do you want from me?”“Let’s rest under this tree…” said Paul, pointing to a large shady tree.“Sycamore fig tree.”“Sycamore fig tree. Thanks.”Paul and Chantelle moved to the shade of this old. . maybe we just have to take a good long piss over the dirt. It does look thirsty.”“It probably is ... and don’t let looks deceive you!” Lydia giggled, “That plant has plenty of surprises, for starters, it only looks like a plant but it’s really an exotic symbiont hybrid, a mix of plant and something else that’s not quite either animal, vegetable or mineral. I never could figure out just what! I found it in a really dodgy alternate universe where plants and animals and ... um, things, had. Daniel looked atthem, at their cocks and dropped to his knees."I need to suck a cock," he stated, a desperation in his voice. "Would you�will you?" Damn," the one guy said, "how could you turn down a sweet mouth likethat."He stepped up and gave Daniel what he was begging for; he fed him.That's number four, Daniel thought, finally, and maybe number five too.When number four had deposited his juicy treat down Danny's throat, hepulled out with a smile and a sigh. "Now you can wash me up since.