"I will attempt to try Derrick, but it is far more efficient to give you the answer before you ask." Shelby said sweetly."It may be, but I find it irr...tating." Derrick said.The hologram of Shelby lowered her head almost whispering, though she had a small smile, "Yes Derrick I will endeavor to remember this."Derrick smirked now he knew that the freeing up of the program was working, the A.I.'s didn't have to remember anything, not with their banks of memory. Derrick had just sat in the command. Mike went out to make some more arrangements about the house and the building work and Jo and I packed some clothes for the journey. We had to pack most of his ornaments away as well, we didn’t want the builders to damage anything and, although he knew them very well, you know what builders are like! After dinner in the evening we sat together, him reading and us watching TV or listening to our music. Jo hadn’t mentioned much about Guy but I could tell she was getting excited about tomorrow.. This was her job, her life. She came to work at five-thirty in the morning, waited tables, collected her tips, and went home to her tiny apartment at two-thirty in the afternoon. There she showered, changed clothes and watched television until it was time to go to bed.On Tuesdays, she washed her clothes, shopped for a few groceries and other necessities of life, and watched television. This was her life. All of her life.The next day was a Tuesday, and she watched herself with a faint tingle of. She turned to face me, giving me a good look at her front finally. Her breasts seemed to be a bit on the small side, though something about how they filled her uniform made me wonder. One lens of her glasses was cracked giving her eyes an uneven appearance. But her face was smooth and eyes held a cuteness you see in girls that don’t know they’re pretty yet. Needless to say, I was ready. I lunged forward at her, shocking her into movement. She tried to crawl backwards away from me, but I caught.