through. Each day I would return from work and she was energized and refreshed, and we would enjoy long lovemaking sessions more often than not.
It was after one of those sessions, lying amid the mess of sheets and pillows, that I asked her, “Cindy, don’t you want to get pregnant, get off the birth control? I mean, we could be making our baby right now.”
“Silly,” she replied, poking my nose playfully with one finger, “just give me some time. I’m really enjoying myself right now.”
I couldn’t argue with that. She was being terrific.
“I don’t want to do it artificially,” I continued dreamily. “I’d prefer that we inseminate ourselves, or rather, I inseminate you.”
She giggled and I scooped her up into my arms.
“Is that good enough for you?” I teased.
“Sure is, Commander Ricky.”
“Hey, let’s stay in bed and splinter into the Infinixx launch party tonight,” I said, smiling at her. “No fixing your hair, no nothing. We can just stay here and cuddle and project ourselves there, all spiffed up. What do you think?”
She giggled again. “Like I said, I’m good with that, Commander.”
6
“THERE IS SOMETHINGvery unnatural going on here.”
With that statement, our mandroid guest reached down with one slender metallic arm to adjust the snug jumpsuit along her thin, gleaming legs. I couldn’t help feeling some revulsion watching her standing there, despite many friends who’d come back from the Wars in bits and pieces to be rebuilt robotically.
It was early Saturday morning, but we’d all been called into Command to review scenarios around the threat of the storms that were pinching Atopia towards the coast. Although we couldn’t figure out how yet, it seemed these storms weren’t natural, and our mandroid guest was presenting some possible explanations of what was going on.
On top of it, Patricia had suffered some kind of medical emergency after the disaster of the Infinixx launch a few weeks back. She said she was fine, but she’d been acting strangely ever since.
“So do you think the Terra Novans are involved?” I asked it, or her, or whatever. All the technical details on how this could be made to happen were academically interesting, but I needed to know who and why.
“We’re not sure,” it responded.
Neither was I. Something wasn’t right about this mandroid, nothing I could put my finger on, but she’d been rushed in by Patricia as an outside expert so I hadn’t had much input in the vetting process. Whatever had happened to her, it must have been incredibly traumatic. She was barely more than a stump of flesh suspended between spindly robotic appendages.
“So then where is this coming from?” I demanded impatiently.
“We can’t say for certain yet, but there’s something too perfect about these storms.” She just shrugged.
Too perfect? Too perfect for who, I wondered. This was a waste of time. I looked towards Jimmy, seeing if he had anything to add. He shrugged as well. Great. I rubbed my eyes, trying to wipe away my headache.
Cindy had begun to fall back into her depressions, and I was having a hard time focusing at work. Having a few drinks last night hadn’t helped anything either. Cindy’s depressions had become even worse than before, where just a short time ago she’d been doing so well. She didn’t even want to speak about having children anymore.
“Jimmy, do you think you could look into this more? I need to go and see Cindy.” Honestly, I needed to go and lie down.
“No problem,” he replied immediately.
I nodded my thanks and was about to flit off when Jimmy added something.
“Oh, yeah, I have that date tonight, if you remember.”
I looked up towards the ceiling.
“Oh, yeah. Susie, right?” I smiled and laughed. “So that’s going well then?”
“I can cancel if you want,” offered Jimmy.
“No, no, keep the date. You can’t let stuff like this stop you from living life. Anyway I know you’ll keep a
It was after one of those sessions, lying amid the mess of sheets and pillows, that I asked her, “Cindy, don’t you want to get pregnant, get off the birth control? I mean, we could be making our baby right now.”
“Silly,” she replied, poking my nose playfully with one finger, “just give me some time. I’m really enjoying myself right now.”
I couldn’t argue with that. She was being terrific.
“I don’t want to do it artificially,” I continued dreamily. “I’d prefer that we inseminate ourselves, or rather, I inseminate you.”
She giggled and I scooped her up into my arms.
“Is that good enough for you?” I teased.
“Sure is, Commander Ricky.”
“Hey, let’s stay in bed and splinter into the Infinixx launch party tonight,” I said, smiling at her. “No fixing your hair, no nothing. We can just stay here and cuddle and project ourselves there, all spiffed up. What do you think?”
She giggled again. “Like I said, I’m good with that, Commander.”
6
“THERE IS SOMETHINGvery unnatural going on here.”
With that statement, our mandroid guest reached down with one slender metallic arm to adjust the snug jumpsuit along her thin, gleaming legs. I couldn’t help feeling some revulsion watching her standing there, despite many friends who’d come back from the Wars in bits and pieces to be rebuilt robotically.
It was early Saturday morning, but we’d all been called into Command to review scenarios around the threat of the storms that were pinching Atopia towards the coast. Although we couldn’t figure out how yet, it seemed these storms weren’t natural, and our mandroid guest was presenting some possible explanations of what was going on.
On top of it, Patricia had suffered some kind of medical emergency after the disaster of the Infinixx launch a few weeks back. She said she was fine, but she’d been acting strangely ever since.
“So do you think the Terra Novans are involved?” I asked it, or her, or whatever. All the technical details on how this could be made to happen were academically interesting, but I needed to know who and why.
“We’re not sure,” it responded.
Neither was I. Something wasn’t right about this mandroid, nothing I could put my finger on, but she’d been rushed in by Patricia as an outside expert so I hadn’t had much input in the vetting process. Whatever had happened to her, it must have been incredibly traumatic. She was barely more than a stump of flesh suspended between spindly robotic appendages.
“So then where is this coming from?” I demanded impatiently.
“We can’t say for certain yet, but there’s something too perfect about these storms.” She just shrugged.
Too perfect? Too perfect for who, I wondered. This was a waste of time. I looked towards Jimmy, seeing if he had anything to add. He shrugged as well. Great. I rubbed my eyes, trying to wipe away my headache.
Cindy had begun to fall back into her depressions, and I was having a hard time focusing at work. Having a few drinks last night hadn’t helped anything either. Cindy’s depressions had become even worse than before, where just a short time ago she’d been doing so well. She didn’t even want to speak about having children anymore.
“Jimmy, do you think you could look into this more? I need to go and see Cindy.” Honestly, I needed to go and lie down.
“No problem,” he replied immediately.
I nodded my thanks and was about to flit off when Jimmy added something.
“Oh, yeah, I have that date tonight, if you remember.”
I looked up towards the ceiling.
“Oh, yeah. Susie, right?” I smiled and laughed. “So that’s going well then?”
“I can cancel if you want,” offered Jimmy.
“No, no, keep the date. You can’t let stuff like this stop you from living life. Anyway I know you’ll keep a
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