The club was a sea of grinding, flailing and sweaty bodies. The DJ was pumping out music to a very enthusiastic crowd. I felt like some sort of voyeur... alien sitting by myself in a corner looking out at some foreign life form that only briefly came into focus when the strobes shot their intense light onto the dance floor. My corner remained dark, out of reach of the the sporadic lights but definitely not beyond the reach of the blasting music.I had come to the club with a group of my university. I love her too much."Ashlee blinked and got off him. Nick raised his body up and stared up at his beautiful sister-in-law. "And what about me? Was I just someone that you used?"Nick stood up and put his hands on the side of her arms. "No! Never! I do care about you Ashlee, but-" But you love Jessica huh?"Nick nodded and saw her heart break."So what we did meant nothing to you?" Ashlee asked in a shaky voice."No, it meant a lot to me. It was so wonderful Ash, but I'm married to your sister.. That was when the campaign began to get Carmen and me into bed together. I figured that I was lucky in that I did not have to listen to the sales pitch about how good I was in bed and how much Carmen was going to enjoy what I could do for her.Well, to nobody's surprise but my own, Carmen was all in favor of losing her virginity to me. After all, I was the big hero as far as she was concerned. The fact that her diabetes might be cured by a session of sex with me was secondary as far as Carmen. Your intuitive understanding of the core of chatterbox is much greater than mine... Of course, whether we'll ever have the nerve to do any of this... well, it's still an open question, isn't it?" Yeah. What's the first law of robotics Laura, from Asimov's I Robot?" That a robot will do nothing to harm a human, or through inaction, allow a human to come to harm." And what's the first law for a chatterbox resonance to follow?" Nothing at all! There are no laws in free-will! It can never be.