Chechi took bath and told me to take bath before dinner. We were not particularly hungry as we had taken a heavy lunch. “Shall we go for some wine? ...There are 2 bottles left which Lucy had brought last time.” I said, “Ok”.She brought it. I suggested her that we could have it in our bedroom. Both of us had a glass full of wine. It was making us slightly tipsy. Chechi was wearing a sari. I said, “Chechi, put on your night dress. Let’s see how it looks.” She changed and came. Gosh! She looked. "The Boss made me an offer I couldn't refuse," Hank told him. "He cures my cancer--I train him and any others he sends my way. The guaranteed pickup, if his mostly insane plan worked, was a nice bonus."Lieutenant Jones closed her eyes. "You scored in the nine range in your original CAP test and convinced the AI to ... Jesus! Fucking AIs! And fucking whatever-the-fuck you are, Jason!"She looked at Senator Win and at me. "All of this to kill a Senator?" Not a Senator," I told her. "A rapist and a. He was received graciously there by all the fembots, including Tami-7, who'd shown up in a new twenty-seven-year-old body only an hour before commenting that, "I may have been trying to grow up a bit too fast otherwise."Despite all the attention Tommy was receiving from every 'bot in the House, Tami-7 really seemed to catch the young man's eye. And once she had it, she made sure to show all the right things to keep catching it. Then she used a completely unique approach to hook his interest. Because I was afraid it was, I stoppedgoing to bars. Went home.When we found the place his search had told us we should do, though, noone was home.Battered wood door, mud-colored paint chipping. The stairwell smelled.You know how. We waited. Nothing else to do. Parked, waited. Watched.Dusk came, some of the streetlights, some, not all, flickered on.Then we saw her. Tottering on the uneven concrete slabs, drunkenswabbie hot behind. Short, short skirt. Tight shirt. Big, too big, uptop. Scarlet.