Authenticate biometric scan."The robots eyes flashed and he knew it was scanning his retinas. Its audio sensors were also matching his voice pattern. ...he Delilah series robots were programmed to take orders from a single source. Unless someone had officially transferred ownership, it would try and kill whomever accessed this function."Ownership transfer accepted," the robot replied flatly.Holland let out his breath, unaware he had been holding it. He nodded to Marianne who replaced the safety. “Yes, the night we got back, the morning you and Fern slept in and last night,” Replied Paige.“Dang, they’re doing it more than we are, Fern.” I muttered to her.“Why wasn’t Paige allowed to have sex with us, if she was already having sex with you?” Fern asked.“I wasn’t sure if I wanted to share my baby girl.” said Dad. We all sat and ate in silence for a few moments before I broke it.“So, I take it that the ‘only oral sex and masturbation with Paige’ rule has been thrown out the window, then?”. Marshals to help restore order to the valley.The pair of lawmen consisted of a pathetic shell of an over the hill shotgun-toting oldster with glasses and bad eyesight and a young reckless wannabe fast draw artist with no sense of accuracy. Still, the badges made all the difference and the place quieted down at least for the duration of their stay.Sam was nursing a lingering mess of a hangover from the previous night's routine debauchery and drank the morning coffee down before it had cooled. John quickly stuck the stick in the barrel and stumbled towards the corner of the building. He knew when the man pulled the trigger by the explosion.John felt weak and sat down. He reported what he had done and then just sat there. His side was bleeding. He removed his cloak and shirt. He wadded up the shirt and pushed it into the hole in his side. He took a deep breath at the pain produced by the pressure.It suddenly got very quiet. John didn’t move. He was starting to get blurry eyed. He.