Chapter 31: TRIED AS MAY

“Linda, Linda! What did you do to me, and why?”

“I really am sorry, Erik. I intended for Nansue, or Miss May Day, to be a multi-functional fuck-toy for you. Susan is obviously too small, and will be for many years. Since Susan is incapable of accommodating your penis size, I ordered up a look alike who could, with an appropriately large pussy to fit you. One to eat and one to fuck, just as you like. I thought you’d be very happy. I don’t understand what went wrong.”

“The little monster is autonomous, is what went wrong. She is rewriting her program instructions to suit herself. Isn’t there someway of shutting her down? Fixing her? Force her back to original specifications? Make her comply with instructions?”

After a whispered conference with a Dan-no bot, relayed conversation with the nanobots, Linda resumes with Erik.

“She can be destroyed. Possibly. Autonomy is necessary for May to function as a nanny guardian. May can’t await instructions before responding, if Susan is in danger. May perceives you as a danger to Susan. In fact, she’s correct.”

“You’re saying, she’s performing as specified?”

“Not as I imagined or intended, but yes, as specified. I’m sorry it didn’t turnout to be a pleasant surprise gift for you.”

“She’s a real lemon.”

“Do you want her destroyed?”

“I don’t want her biting my head off.”

“Raked you over, did she? What did she actually say?” Linda thinks May gave Erik a bawling out, a piece of her mind.”

“I don’t want her raking me either. She has extendable and retractable claws fore and aft, like a predator cat. She can dislocate her jaw and open it huge like a snake. A miniature tyrannosaurs maw full of razor sharp fangs. She threatened to literally bite off my head! Demonstrated she can do it.”

“That must have been terrifying! We should destroy her.”

“Not quite yet, but set it up. If I chew my nails, that’s the signal. Take her out without delay. Use overkill.”

“I’ve never seen you bite your nails, Erik!”

“I don’t but I may start. May? Sheesh! When I do bite my nails, destroy Miss big mouth May Day immediately.”

“Probably the claws are my fault. I asked for a thirty five year old cougars libido for May. The nanobots took ‘cougar’ too literally.”

“Hmmm. I wonder if she caterwauls when she’s fucked?”

“Is that why you don’t want her destroyed yet? You intend trying to seduce her? Dangerous game, Erik.”

“Do you mean, she’s dangerous prey? I agree. Separate May from Susan. I don’t want her to see or be allowed near Susan. She has a computer mind. Computers take things too literally, as you said. I’m curious. How would a computer handle frustration? I intend to find out. I need to understand her, her limitations and weaknesses, if I am to outwit her.”

“Frustrated if she can’t perform her self assigned function?”

“Let’s experiment with her. Lock her down in isolation, without access to electricity. Don’t permit her recharging.”

“You have a cruel streak in you, Erik. I wouldn’t want to be on your bad side. I suspect pushed too far, you’d be downright nasty mean-hearted! I hope you never stop loving me?”

“Never. Don’t worry my sweet Linda. Talking about cougar pussy? How’s my chances at some of yours?”

“I was worried you’d never ask. My place, or yours?”

“Yours. My place is currently enemy occupied.”

“How do we capture her, if she’s as fast as you claim?”

“Tasers. Disrupt her neural network. Her body is organic and works on electrical nerve impulses exactly as ours do. Tasers may be more effective on her, than on a human being. Try it.”

“Assuming we can capture her, where should we put her?”

“In the aft starboard wing chain locker. No power in there, and no place to hide. A pile of rusty anchor chain makes a lumpy dusty mattress, so she won’t be resting easy. Have a Dan-no use a grinder and cut off disk, to slot the chain locker door. For viewing and communication through. Around the clock guard on May. Also, I want a pair of baby shoes, Susan’s size, fitted with steel toe caps. What can we do to encase her hands, to put those claws out of commission? Any ideas?”

“Tape on finger splints?”

“Order up metal splints with built in end caps. Use super glue as well as lots of tape to secure them on.”

“What about her mouth? Replicate the man in the iron mask? She won’t exactly be a beauty anymore, wearing that.”

“I’m tempted to tape her mouth, after filling it with super glue, too.”

“How would we feed her? How would she drink. She’s mostly organic and needs food and water, same as we do.”

“Hmmm. Well! Insert a straw prior to sealing her mouth. Feed her soups and purees. She resembles a two year old, let her suck up on baby food. Serves her right for masquerading.”

“How will she communicate? Can’t talk and can’t write either, with all her fingers splinted.”

“White board. Tape an erasable marker to her dominant hand pointer finger, with an eraser glued on the back of her hand.”

“You are a hard man, Erik.”

“The better to impale you with, my dearest.”

“Am I your dearest Erik? I only wish! You are terrible to tease me so cruelly!”

“Grandma was my dearest, and now she’s departed from us. Your mom, Sammy, became my dearest after her. She won’t be with us forever. Although, obviously your mom still has lots of life in her yet! Who knows? She may outlive us all.”

“I heard, the two of you got it on hot and heavy yesterday.”

“As I said, Sammy has still got what it takes to arouse me. Still beautiful and sexy, even pushing seventy. She is still number one in my heart and my libidinous desires. You are running a close second, and Missy close third. Paula fourth.”

“Why are we, Sammy’s daughters, more desirable than Paula? She’s your daughter just as much as Missy is?”