That was a jammer, cutting out all electronic signals being transmitted into or out of the room.Other mechanoids sealed off the weapon stores by disab...ling the locks in the closed position, so that it would severely delay anyone getting access to weapons other than hand guns already on their person.Esther and Jenny were already feeling much improved when there came a knock at their door. Esther opened it, to find a machine standing outside. It spoke to her."Personalia Transport Service. Esther. Hemmford was all lower middle class, mostly white people, with a few freeborn families here and there. It wasn't awfully run down or dirty or anything, but my parents lived pretty well and Mr. Reiser was very wealthy, so this was just about as far across the tracks as I ever wanted to get. My two friends as well, and Venus especially looked like she was ready to turn around and go back home. When she thought of white people. she thought of people like she was used to, her Master-father and his. I knew my spying, sick or perverted as it may be, would allow me to follow their sexual journey, an adventure I knew I would revel in watching.My days that fall were full, and I ended up constantly rushing from one thing to the next, my busyness allowing me to face life happily for the first time since Sybil's death. Working hard at the office, I was no longer the grouchy boss; I was again the respected leader. The sex drive I had rediscovered I satisfied by using the young bodies of two. She stayed silent as Gwen continued teasing her. She spread her legs as Gwen’s finger sidled down her hip and along the juncture of her thigh. The finger slid between her legs and then was pulled up to Gwen’s lips. Gwen sucked Megan’s essence off of her finger. The taste was something that she craved. If she tried to keep herself away from Megan, she would taste her on everything. Whether it was an apple, a crescent, or a steak, her memory would remind her of Megan until she couldn’t stand it.