Free His Robot Girlfriend by Wesley Allison Page B

then went back to bed and
read “The Tales of Beedle the Bard” until he was drowsy. With
Patience once again lying in bed beside him, Mike went back to
sleep. He spent most of the night with his hand on that perfect
body beside him. The next morning Mike felt well enough to take his
morning walk, Patience right beside him of course, urging him to
keep up the pace. Driving to the walking track, he started on the
long oval. Even though the sky was overcast and the weather had
turned decidedly blustery, they walked the full five miles, shaded
by the massive sunscreen above the track. They walked at a quick
pace, but instead of feeling as though he were going to pass out,
Mike felt rejuvenated when they returned. He shaved, showered, and
when Patience brought him his breakfast, along with more
antiparasitics, he ate and felt great.
    “ Do you feel up to going
furniture shopping today, Mike?” Patience asked.
    “ I think I do. Do we need
furniture?”
    “ We do if we’re going to
make Harriet’s old room into a guest bedroom. Some of the other
furniture is so worn that it should be replaced too.”
    Mike put on a new pair of slacks and a grey
shirt. He thought that he looked pretty good. Of course he
realized, when Patience walked into the room, she would still look
completely out of his league. She had on a dark blue peasant top, a
pair of tight fitting Capri jeans with sequins along the bottom of
the legs, and a pair of black high-heeled shoes with flowers on
them that she described as “Bocaccio round toe pumps.”
    They hopped in the car and headed for the
Pico Mundo mall. Once there they went to Modern Furnishings.
    “ Do you have a split back
lounger in reddish brown leather?” Patience asked the
clerk.
    “ Um, just what you see,”
answered the clerk.
    Mike didn’t know what it was that Patience
had asked for, but they ended up picking out a nice leather couch
with clean lines that was pretty comfortable. The also found a nice
double bed and a pair of nightstands. He paid for them and
scheduled delivery. They had lunch at Gyro Time. Then, before
leaving, Mike insisted on stopping at Venus to buy some more
clothes for Patience. He was finding that he enjoyed seeing her
dressed up in her sexy clothing almost as much as he did seeing her
naked. Patience certainly seemed to enjoy showing off new clothes
to him. This time she selected something called a Marylin-collar
sweater dress, which completely covered her from neck to mid-thigh,
but showed off every curve and, Mike was happy to see, every bump
too. As they walked across the parking lot toward the Chevy, Mike
stopped suddenly and looked at Patience.
    “ What is it, Mike?” she
asked.
    “ I’m falling in love with
you, you know,” he said.
    Patience smiled happily. “I thought you might
be, Mike.”
    “ Really?”
    “ At first I didn’t know for
sure. But once I got to know you and your needs, I believed that it
would be only a matter of time. I am for you, Mike.”
    “ Yes,” Mike mused. “Yes,
you are for me.”

Chapter Six

    Two days later, Mike sat looking at an ad on
vueTee. He had seen the commercial at least twenty times during the
past week, and the possibilities presented had slowly gelled in his
brain into a decision. When Patience came into the room, he looked
up at her.
    “ After you’re done with
whatever things you have planned for the day, pack a bag. We’re
going out of town for the next three days.”
    “ Where are we going, Mike?”
she asked.
    “ We are going to
Vegas.”
    “ Las Vegas, Nevada. County
of Clark. Population two million five hundred seventy five thousand
one hundred seventy four. One hundred thirty one point two square
miles…”
    “ Yes, that’s the place,” he
interrupted.
    “ Why are we going to Las
Vegas, Mike?”
    “ It’s too damn hot here,
and I need a vacation.”
    “ The average median
temperature in Las Vegas is significantly higher than that of
Springdale.”
    “ Yes, but only on