And of course, the men didn't find Sharon at the morgue, for, as she'd promised, she was letting Jim examine her in his lab. He'd removed the cage, it having served its purpose.
Sharon stood naked before him, with all her access panels either open or removed, allowing Jim to examine her circuitry and components.
"Do you know what you're actually made up of?" he asked her.
Sharon thought for a fraction of a split-second, then shook her head. "No. Sorry."
"What about your...um...you know?"
Sharon smiled. "That's something I've been saving as a surprise for you. Now that I know I'm an android, I can have total control over what I do during sex. I can even stimulate myself to orgasm at will without even touching myself. I'm programmed with pretty much every sexual technique known...I can guarantee that I'm the best when it comes to sex." she said smugly.
"Really?" said Jim, putting down the tools he was using and taking her in his arms. "Well, that's one area I'd love to find out more about..."
Sharon giggled, and was about to reply when suddenly a light of the side of her head began to flash, and she stiffened.
"What's that?" asked Jim.
"No...they didn't program me to know about this...it's a homing device."
"What?!?!" Jim grabbed at the wire leading from the light back into Sharon's head, and pulled it out. The light died, and Sharon swayed slightly.
"Oh...no, it was too late! Jim, they know where I am! They'll come for me!"
"Then we're getting you out of here, now." Sharon closed up her panels and grabbed as many of her removed skinplates as possible as Jim hurried her up the basement stairs.
"Where are we gonna go?" she asked.
"No idea, we're just getting out of here."
Tue Dec 21 17:05:40 2004