“What sort of production costs?”It was my turn to smile.“We put that one together for about ten percent over the cost it takes you to build a pr...oduction NEXT machine.”“Bullshit.”“No, it’s true. I don’t know if we’ll be able to maintain that price point at scale, but we should be close. Obviously, you can sell a portable that small at a greater margin, because of it’s increased utility.”He closed the display, and then lifted it again, to watch the screen come back to life. He seemed surprised at. I went through some of his things while he was showering. More surprises. A letter of thanks from President George Bush for ‘services’ to his country. A Glock pistol, owned by a police department. I had just put the things away when he came into the room wearing a towel. Seeing me naked sitting on the bed, he quipped, ‘You on the pill?’ I’m sixty-one. He brought some pillows into the bedroom and arranged them on the bed. We kissed for a few minutes and then he positions so that his penis was. Ever since, I have beenhelping them. Can you help them too?" How?"He filled her in on the job. "We'll buy the computer, install it withinternet, everything you need. You input the data for us here, talk withthe local population so you can set up more things like this." He waved atthe convention around them. "Tell us what you need when you need it, andwe'll supply everything. Fella named Frank in LA has started helping, andhe's got a bank account set up to shift money to you. Business. When I mentioned it he passed it off as being in a crowded elevator with a bunch of women. From that point on I paid very close attention to all of his absences and I always found something to make me doubt that he was actually doing what he told me he was doing; bowling, golf, playing poker with his buddies, working late, bachelor parties, oh yes - those bachelor parties. So it was only natural that when the opportunity to possibly catch him in the act presented itself I would take advantage.