“Jason?” a disembodied voice called softly.
Dimly, her realized he knew that voice, but couldn’t place it.
“Who’s there?” he asked, reaching for the bedside lamp.
The figure revealed in the sudden light made him wonder if he was still
dreaming. A totally hairless android with large, high-set breasts and
a slender waist stood next to the bed.
“It’s me, Flora,” she said. She turned on the other bedside lamp.
Jason stared as she climbed into the bed. He moved over clumsily.
“How do I look?” she asked.
…End of the part117. To be continued..