" He half shouts the last part out into the hall.There's no answer for a minute, then there are footsteps and Jennifer comes back into the room."Don't... be so romantic. You got me into the sack almost right away." She gets back in the bed and hits her pillows to fluff them."And you didn't enjoy it? That's not my memory." He begins to wonder if she had faked it, and if that was true what else is true?"I enjoyed it just fine, but it wasn't the same, darling. It was... oh... I liked it like I. Not that it mattered. I hadn’t lived like a regular guy in most of a decade by now. I had littered much of society with dozens, if not hundreds, of my bastards, too. In fact, anyone who had survived the various revolts against me had all been Converted or Sterilized, of course. The rest had been Atomized, naturally, with the aid of our Xenarian allies.There had been a variety of small-scale revolts and uprisings against me, but none of them stood the snowball’s proverbial chance in Hell. All. “Does this hurt?” was the only question I could think of. I felt stupid as I heard me ask it. I knew it would not ‘hurt’, but I felt compelled to ask something. “No. There will be no pain at all. You will feel a fullness that some people find uncomfortable, some people find pleasant and relaxing. If you start feeling very full, and start feeling a strong urge to relieve yourself, trying breathing heavily and fast, similar to how you might control contractions during a delivery during. On the Monday, I made a few business calls to fill in my book, then I rang Shirley's number. She seemed surprised to hear from me, and said she was doing housework, but I could come over if I liked. When I got there, I was surprised to find her well dressed, all made up, and exuding that intoxicating perfume. We sat on her couch, we talked about this and that, then she told me she hadn't expected to hear from me, and why was I interested in her, since I was a good deal younger. I told her.