Hudsyn Funnell, a wealthy, self-professed technology nerd, leaned over from the driver’s seat of his sleek coupe and kissed his gorgeous date, Allison Six.
Flesh compressed, tongues entwined, machinery purred.
After the hungry kiss, Hudsyn said, “Let’s go back to my place.”
Alison blinked. “You did not purchase that item for tonight’s transaction.”
Hudsyn smirked. “Darn. Next time, then.”
“Yes.”
“Can’t wait.”
Alison opened the car door. “After the third date and a consummation, we can discuss ownership terms.” She exited and strolled into the towering Robotic Solutions warehouse.
“Finally.” Hudsyn waved to Allison and chuckled. “A woman made to order.”
A glimpse of the future? A well written piece. Kudos.
Love this, I’m reading through the I, Robot series. This would be Asimov approved! Love the dark future that could be
Yikes. Hope this stays in the realm of fiction….unless it’s a made to order man!
I agree! ha ha
I love the information implied by the two words “machinery purred”
Very clever.
Does this take place in a town called Stepford, by any chance?
Scarey. Even the word Stepford sends shives down my spine. ha ha. lol
Well “put together” ha ha