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button on it. Poley became totally immobile.
     
    "Damned cocky machine," Stewart humphed. "Give a robot a personality, artificial intelligence, and the best years of your life, and what do you get? Back talk. That's what." He looked at the deactivated Poley for only a moment. "Uppity robot." He reactivated him. "What do you say?"
     
    "I'm sorry, Dad," the robot looked down at his feet."I'm just worried about RJ, that's all."
     
    Stewart just stared at him. He shook his head and laughed."Really, Poley. Sometimes you surprise even me. I'm sure RJ will be just fine. After all, you are only my second -greatest creation."
     
     
     
     
     

Chapter Six
    RJ heard someone pounding on the door, so she got up and pulled on her pants. The knock became more urgent, so she picked up her blaster.
     
    "Who the hell is it?" She tried to sound alert, but the truth was that she didn't feel up to a fight just now.
     
    "It's Whitey Baldor."
     
    RJ sighed with relief. "Come in," she lowered the weapon only when she saw that he was alone. "I'd ask you to sit, but . . ." she shrugged around the room.
     
    Whitey was not a man who closed his eyes to the obvious. Yes, he saw the hole in the wall, but that was not what caught his eye. There was only one bed. The man slept on one side, and the covers were pulled back on the other. Obviously, RJ and this man were lovers. He wondered for a moment what someone like RJ was doing with a wimp like that.
     
    "So, Mr. Baldor . . ." she started.
     
    "Whitey," he corrected with a smile.
     
    "So, Whitey, what can I do for you?"
     
    He smiled broadly.
     
    "Let me rephrase that question."
     
    "As long as your friend is asleep . . ." Whitey winked.
     
    "Don't you ever give up?" she asked with a grin.
     
    "Not till I get what I want," he said. "Right now, you're at the top of my list."
     
    It was at this time that David woke up, but he preferred, for the time being, to pretend to be asleep. He wasn't sure that he liked what he was hearing.
     
    "You may have a considerable wait. Care to fight a war while you're waiting?"
     
    "Ah, why the hell not? If you're really RJ," Whitey said.
     
    "Don't I look like an RJ?" she asked.
     
    "As a matter of fact, yes." He looked at David. "You know it's all over town that you and I" he coughed, and RJ smiled. "I, of course, love the publicity, but aren't you going to get in trouble with him?"
     
    By now, David was positive that he didn't like what he was hearing.
     
    "I'm not afraid of David," RJ said, dismissing the whole thing.
     
    "Oh, is that his name?" Whitey smiled. "That's cute. So, tell me, is it love, or just mutual lust?"
     
    "None of your business," RJ replied with a sly smile.
     
    David could pretend no longer. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. When he opened them, he took a double take. "Him!" he screamed angrily. "You slept with him!"
     
    RJ didn't like the tone of his voice. "I'll do as I damn well please." She wrapped the chain around her waist and over her shoulders.
     
    "Do you think you could quit panting long enough to help me patch up this wall?" she asked Whitey.
     
    Whitey smiled broadly. "I could give it a shot." He followed her out of the room, but paused before closing the door to look back at David.
     
    "You might as well accept it. I'm going to take her away from your scrawny ass." He swung the door closed with an air of self-confidence that made David fume.
     
    "Smug fucker," David cursed the door. The vision of RJ with this great hulking lummox drooling all over her made David's blood boil. He felt very much the way a father feels towards his daughter; he didn't want RJ himself, but he didn't want anyone else to have her, either. Especially not this giant blond jerk.
     
    David got up walked to the hole in the wall and looked out. What was that? He saw it again. Someone had moved down there. Behind the old dumpster. He couldn't see anyone now. The funny thing was that David was sure that whoever it was had been

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