"That it is," Somiir said with a genial nod. "That news slogan was my idea, you know."
"Really?" The android sighed, sounding utterly fascinated. "You are such a clever man, Somiir."
"Well, I try to just do my best for the people," he said, this time not bothering to take his eyes off of her chest.
"I personally, would like to see the best you can do," the android purred. And while she spoke, Somiir became aware of the toe of her foot, slowly, discreetly, sliding up the leg of his pants.
"I'm very good at what I do," he whispered, leaning in close, his brown eyes fixed upon her sparkling green ones.
"Well, proving yourself always comes with a price," the android said, suddenly very coy. She looked away, absently playing with one of her golden hoop earrings. "How much are you willing to … sacrifice?"
"No price is too high, my dear," he said, smiling wanly.
"Then, my dear Somiir," she said, fixing him with a hungry gaze "I believe I will see your prowess very soon. Just remember my end of the bargain."
***
The waiter, as he scrapped the leavings of the food at the table where Mr. Neska usually ate, was surprised. For the first time, he had not completely cleaned his plate. Though he had not forgotten to leave a tip, his departure had been rather sudden after that beautiful-looking android had come to talk with him. It was almost like he had lost his appetite.
But then again, seeing the android, he could not blame him.
***
Aldrec …
Mericlou gasped as his hands ran deftly along her sides, her skin aflame. His kiss ran deep, permeating her innermost core. Her body tensed, and her blood ran hot as those same lips ran down her cheeks, to her neck, and below.
Ah … Aldrec!
Her thoughts became hazy as the warmth of his body closed in on hers, and her head hit the feathery softness of a pillow. The hands moved downwards from her back to her belly, and finally to their ultimate goal. Her body became a slave to these ministrations, undulating beyond her control as they goaded her with gentle yet urgent vehemence into a silent scream that echoed into reality … Mericlou gasped, sitting bolt upright in her bed, beads of sweat hanging onto her entire body. The sensations were fading away, becoming ghosts of what at first seemed so intense and so very, very real. Still, the experience itself was indelible upon her memory.