Chapter Three - Post Coital Interruptions

Chapter Three - Post Coital Interruptions

Chapter Three - Post Coital Interruptions

Do you know what kind of opportunity the average person has?

Fuck all. If youre not born in the right family, have the right connections, and go to the right schools, youre pretty much stuck kissing the ass of anyone one rung above you on the ladder while hoping that theyll slip up badly enough that you can take their spot.

Worse, your fortunes can turn in a blink. Spent ten years working your way up to middle management in your department? Too fucking bad, some shareholders decided that your entire division needs to be pruned out to meet some elusive goal or to make the curve on their graphs look a bit smoother.

Good luck starting from the bottom again. Theres no one to blame but yourself for failing to read the room.

--Anonymous Reddit User, June 2029

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I couldnt decide how I was feeling.

Parts of me that I didnt know could tingle were tingling, and I had sore muscles across my everything. Not a bad sore, but the sort from exercising a lot, which was probably fair.

I decided, after a moments reflection, that what I was feeling could best be described as good. I was feeling really good.

A giggle escaped, one that was soon echoed by the person laying down next to me.

Lucy shifted a bit, then brought her head to rest on my stomach. That was...Th.ê most uptodate novels are published on n(0)velbj)n(.)co/m

Yeah, I agreed as I continued to stare at the ceiling. Eventually I got enough energy to bring a hand down and started to brush it through Lucys hair, her very sweaty hair.

I didnt know I could do that so many times, Lucy said.

Yeah.

Im sore.

Yeah, I agreed.

We werent alone on the bed. There was also a very rumpled and probably unsanitary pile of blankets and pillows spread around here and there, and more importantly there was a machine.

It was a horrifying machine, like something out of some madwomans worst nightmares. It was eldritch and tentacled, and it looked wet and almost alive.

It was the best hundred points I have ever spent, even if it had made me question my own sanity a few times. I wasnt even sure what time it was anymore. For all I knew a day could have passed. The details were certainly hazy enough.

Shifting my hips a little, I got into a slightly more comfortable position where Lucys head didnt dig into my stomach quite so much. That was something, I said.

It was, Lucy said. Think we can go at it again?

The three groups all elected to talk at the same time, a cacophony of noise that I couldnt make heads or tails of.

They seemed to catch on that if they all talked at once, they wouldnt be making much sense, but instead of taking their time they turned onto each other and started bickering between each other.

It was like something out of a particularly unfunny comedy sketch.

Okay, everyone shut up, I said.

I was still getting used to the idea that people respected me, adults especially, but it was incredibly amusing to see adults snapping their mouths closed just because Id told them to. You, with the shades. Who are you? I pointed to the guy in the middle of the group in black suits, the one that looked in charge.

Miss Leblanc, we are an organization charged with the protection of American assets. Upon seeing that you became a Samurai we thought it appropriate to inform you that, were you so willing, our organization could assist you in coming to your own an--

I stopped him with a raised hand. Just send me a fucking Email. Now who are you guys? I asked the next bunch.

They all started talking over each other, and I could feel my post coital bliss draining away as they prattled on.

One at a time, you fuckwits, I said.

As it turned out, all of them were representatives of one corporation or another, each one of the eager and excited to sign me on and use my likeness to promote... everything from cereals to soft drugs and one sleezy guy said that they mostly dealt in deep fake pornography.

Right, right Ive heard enough, please kindly fuck off. If I want something Ill contact you, not the other way around.

Some of them started to protest, but Myalis, being the best, had my railgun slide out over my shoulder and it started making a deep ominous hum.

And whore you lot? I asked the soldiers.

Were representatives of the Canadian Armed Forces, maam, the one with the more elaborate medals said.

Arent you guys a joke? I asked.

No maam, he said without so much as twitching.

Well, at least they were polite. And you want me to join up? Become private Leblanc?

He shook his head. Nothing of the sort. We merely wished to both thank you for your efforts yesterday and extend an offer to you. If you ever wish to join the forces theres a place for you. We will send a recruitment package to your email address, if you wish.

Real polite, I like it. You know what, sure, I said.

I didnt intend to join, but their uniforms looked nice and I bet I could find use for one. Lucy did always say that she liked women in tight uniforms. They saluted my way and made for the exit, only to be blocked as someone shoved past them.

I stared at the newcomer, initially pissed at the gall, then I recognized them, or rather, her. Deus Ex looked on the wrong side of tired, but her armour was impeccable and so clean it could have come fresh off the alien presses. She didnt have her whole hover system with her, probably because it wouldnt fit inside any normal building, but she did have a few things strapped to her hips that looked like they might be dangerous.

Stray Cat, she said. We need to talk.

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