It's a variation I can wholeheartedly indulge in, but, admittedly, it's more of an intellectual pursuit.It's a variation I can wholeheartedly indulge in, but, admittedly, it's more of an intellectual pursuit. I can watch a cute girl go by, of almost any species, and feel attracted, but with men, I stop and consider whether I lust for them or not. Very few men have ever simply aroused my lust. Ember passed by, pinching me as she went by. I realized that the party atmosphere had sort of subdued within me, and I'd become more introspective. Something was bugging me, but I couldn't place it. "Palsa?" I asked the cute young Tindal standing next to the speaker. "Where's Kathy?" Her head swiveled to look at me. She focussed then, and I realized that she was toasted drunk, but she managed to say "I t'augh I saw her leave down a tube." "Thanks." I headed towards a tube myself, avoiding the writhing bodies of Humans, Felinzi, Uncia, Tindals, not mention a few others. Once down on the first floor (the 'Castle' as it's called, is a floating cube. The roof is a laid garden, and floors are numbered from the top.) I said "Dave, have you seen Kathy?" "If you're referring to Kitty, she's in your room. She hasn't said a word to me since she entered, though, so I have no idea why she's there." "Thanks." Having an AI monitoring your home might make you think of Big Brother and 1984, but we've never had any trouble. Mainly because I trust Dave, he's been a friend for a long time. Well, maybe another version of him. In 106, the old Dave Majors was down for about an hour, and in that hour. |