There are so many areas of what we call science that require more math than I had when I graduated school that I'm sure I can't go wrong when pursuing... more knowledge of mathematics. From what Will has sent me and what I've learned I think that the Confederacy AI's are what we might think of broadly as quantum entangled machines. That means that if they have a decision tree it contains every possible answer. At least I think that is what it means.Supposedly a quantum machine exists in all. .. and me.”The demon grinned. He didn’t know what had gotten into Nicolette, but he certainly wasn’t complaining. Leaning down, he pressed his lips against hers, and began exploring her mouth with his tongue.He was going to give her the ride of her life. He’d spent the last few days screwing every woman at school who threw him as much as a glance; adding Nicolette to his list of conquests was something he’d already been considering.Forget the patrol. His arms wrapped around the cheerleader, one. I’m glad that Dad brought the subject up. I kinda figured he would. I want us out here.”Another half-hour and I throttled Dorable back to match the speed of the towboat ahead of me, and picked up the mike for the radio. “Earl Leger, this is the Dorable, right behind you.”“Go ahead, Cap’n. Whatcha got in mind?”“We’d like to pass. Your preference?”“Your green to my red, there, Cap’n. I can ease over a little bit.”“Thank you, Cap’n,” I said. “We ain’t fast, but I can get faster’n this.”“Roger. She tried to repeat his name in protest, but all that came out was a moan. His words were stirring something inside her, some strange combination of anxiety and needy arousal that bubbled up and made her skin burn.“You’d be so perfect, heavy and pregnant with my seed,” he whispered in her ear. “Let me get you pregnant.”She arched her back at the sound of his words. Her head was spinning and she couldn’t make sense of her own thoughts. The only thing that was still real to her was the sound of.