Mikel smiled. “Good girl,” he told Paula, like she was a well-trained pet.
Which thanks to nanotech, she pretty much was.
Paula beamed. “Thanks, baby,” then she bent back over, staging the girl’s body as instructed at two a.m. in a rest area off a highway just north of Sutherlin, Oregon.
“Don’t forget the picture,” he reminded her.
“Got it.”
A new Polaroid joined the souvenir stash in the glovebox as they drove away toward Salem.
They traveled another forty-five minutes before finding a little dive motel that rented by the hour, sheets extra. She paid cash for the room and went in, he joined her about ten minutes later, taking care to not be seen from the motel’s office.
With a few keys tapped, he set her programming for sexually aggressive, then leaned back and enjoyed himself thor
