" No, I didn't. God, I'm sorry. But it's still your grandmother I really came to see, will you let me in?"The man at the door made no move. "Sir, my g...randmother sees no-one. She's getting along—" A hundred and six by now I guess," interrupted the old man. "Or is it a hundred and seven? I don't remember her birthday. I'm not a whole lot younger, ninety-five last time I checked. She'll see me, if her mind's still right. Is it? No Alzheimer's, nothing like that?" Sir, my grandmother is fine in. ”Do I need to clean out your ear deposits once more?” Cringing at the thoughts of how thorough a job she did last time, remembering how I could hear each individual servo motor of her body whined as it moves.Sitting back in my seat I allowed her to drive us in silence home while I plotted to get away from her. The master decode key may be needed before the day’s out, unless i can figure out a way to get her to believe me. Coming alongside the public library I get a ploy in my head and decide to. While we waited for our food to come out we kept talking and getting to know each other."So what do you like doing, apart from coming to the beach?" I asked Kirra."Well I like to read, getting a topless tan either at the beach or in my backyard," she said "What about you Ash?"Yeah I like to do those as well and I also like to hang out with the girls and have some fun." I replied "So do you have anyone special in your life Kirra?" Yeah I do and she is very important in my life, she helped me. ”“Shit,” I whispered.“You’re certainly a fox, Ryder.”His hand continued to stimulate me, and my breath began to grow short. Fortunately, the thundering of the commuter train on the rails and the whistling sound of the wind through the vents offered a great deal of covering noise.Then his other hand began to unbutton my blouse. With one hand on the strap to hold me upright in the swaying train, my other hand holding my large purse, I was helpless.“Please, please,” I whispered. “Don’t do this to.