.. but have you ... recently ... have you, um ... missed a period?"Cassie blinked and blushed faintly. "Well ... yes, I have, but I'm on the pill. Som... women get that side effect. It's happened to me before. I've always had light periods." I've missed two."Cassie's eyes widened in alarm. "Oh no!" I'm not pregnant!" Heather cried. Her cheeks glowed red, and she lowered her voice. "At least I'm pretty sure I'm not. The only guy I've fucked since the school semester began is Jason, and we used a. She seemed more interested in the work Robotix was doing to develop, as she put it, ‘a thinking and talking robot.’ She asked good questions about possible applications and where investment money should go to capitalize on what would be happening in the future. She proved she was neither dumb nor shortsighted. We had a subsequent discussion about the impact of technology on society.After dinner, we walked along the water as the sun sank in the west, and then I called for our taxi back to the. "We're searching everyone's vehicle, license and registration, please." "Sure, it's in my wallet," Derek replied.He and Crystal snapped off inaudible shots of neural disruptor beams into the cyborg's chests, striking their brains. The simulacra's froze in place and Derek accelerated back into the traffic lanes."Who are these Rectifier chaps?" Clive asked."In a word, trouble," Crystal replied, "That bunch back there were their cyborg commandos in disguise. Word's leaked out somehow about you and. They wouldn’t go as far, and they’d spread out some, but again that would be great against a group of men.Last, the crew could just fill the bowl with gravel. We tried that a few times and learned quickly to stay away from the catapult as it slung gravel EVERYWHERE. Still, if they adjusted the stop to allow the arm to go forward until it was vertical, it made an awesome shotgun. Again, not much range, no more than a hundred feet or so, but if we fired our shotgun down the road we thought it.