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GROT CLUSTERS ENVIRONMENTS & OTHER PLEASURES
I Want My Grot Clusters [Part-4]
A 282-year-old Man Has Been “Denied Sex” and Goes on a Feasting Orgy Instead…
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“I must be hallucinating again. I’m rich beyond my dreams like in the old days, and I imagined you said — ‘Denied.’”
“Yes — denied.”
“Fuck that!” I was over-the-top-pissed.
“Why?” I was pissed at Joe. He was only an emotionless Bio-Hybrid AI Machine, after all.
“As soon as you accessed the credit and used it, you entered into contract with the provider in a No Sex Contract.”
“The fuck I did.”
“Would you like to see the fine print?”
“No. I want a taxi.”
I wanted some sex. And I wanted it in space. I wanted to take a Space Elevator into low orbit — take a shuttle to one of the many Hilton resorts, hire a prostitute, and do it. I had enough credit; at least, I thought so. Only one way to find out.
“Are you serious?”
“No, of course not. You’d give me a pretend one. I’m being sarcastic, Joe,” I paused and breathed. “I want a real one.”