Cyborgs: Taking Stock
Damien looked intensely over the model before him. Her long, slim legs, the graceful curves of her body, the demure face… He shivered with delight.
“Is she fully equipped?” he asked. “For… everything?”
The salesman adjusted his visor. “Why, yessir. As the latest in organic and cybernetic fusion technology she is capable of all manner of… functions. She is even self-cleaning and auto-repairing.”
“Mm, good.” He wanted her badly, so very badly. But the price was extreme. Could he justify it?
Her wide eyes blinked at him and she bleated a gentle “baaa” sound. All willpower shattered. “I’ll take her!”
Damien looked intensely over the model before him. Her long, slim legs, the graceful curves of her body, the demure face… He shivered with delight.
“Is she fully equipped?” he asked. “For… everything?”
The salesman adjusted his visor. “Why, yessir. As the latest in organic and cybernetic fusion technology she is capable of all manner of… functions. She is even self-cleaning and auto-repairing.”
“Mm, good.” He wanted her badly, so very badly. But the price was extreme. Could he justify it?
Her wide eyes blinked at him and she bleated a gentle “baaa” sound. All willpower shattered. “I’ll take her!”