Episode 22.0: dREaD LOBSTER, 22.1: PELICAN BRIEFLY

oceANDROID: MICAH NOEL BARNES aka PORPOISE

The evening was going great outside of the screams of twin lobsters boiling to death. Competing with their agony with her own pleasure Micah Barnes sat naked atop a kitchen island while her lover David Kilburn was dining on her delectable android cunt. It felt and tasted all too real, good enough for him. He knew of Micah being an android and strangely was okay with it. The woman was breathtaking in every way. Every red-blooded American male’s full-tilt fantasy come true. If only he could keep her.

Micah was falling for the man as well but knew his life would be at risk once her former captors came calling. It was only a matter of crime and time. There was no way that OASIIS would let such powerful weapons go without fighting to get them back. Whether they had any chance of winning remained to be seen. The lives of those close to Micah, to any of her friends in her new android community would forever be at risk. David was charming, very sexy, caring, the whole package. Even after a shitty divorce he was optimistic. Micah found that dedication admirable. She swore to be his savior even if she had to someday leave.

“I can’t get enough of you.” He reared his face away from her sloppy twat, Succubus mode giving David the best it had to offer. “Cotton candy on a rainy day.”

“Sweet talker!”

She smiled devilishly and teased him with her toes. After showering together earlier and simply enjoying one another’s company this appetizer romance was candlelight perfect. Darkness ruling the atmosphere David had left her in his rented beach house and went shopping. A hundred tiny candles were on his list. Silly him forgot to buy a lighter however but he quickly found that Micah could literally ignite a fingertip flame to get them started. All-purpose Porpoise he called her. She was liking her new nickname. “Check the pasta! Rihanna should be here soon. Let’s not scare her off witnessing us enjoying each other too much.”

“Which stinks because I want both of you.”

“So needy greedy!” She giggled! “I really should have gone shopping. Rihanna seeing me wearing your sweats and shirts will look bad. The only thing I have to call my own is my trench coat. Thank you for cleaning it by the way.”

“I had some leather cleaner with me. I like my own coat even if it is half the material yours has. I’m a stickler for looking good. You made my day lucky, so I returned the favor. I did buy you a few items which will help with that clothing dilemma.”

“Oh, really?”

“You passed the test.”

“What test?”

“The one that proved to me you didn’t monitor my thoughts every second of the day. I intentionally withheld my purchases to see if you read my thoughts over it.”

“I try not to. You do have a right to your privacy David.”

“And I appreciate that. I really don’t have anything to hide.”

“Except what you bought me.”

“There is that. Let me run to the SUV and grab it.” Wearing only his boxers he paraded right on outside to his hatchback and dug into it for a few bags. Bringing them back inside he found Micah checking the food, wearing of all things a distowel apron over her twat. Those poor lobsters, soon to be smothered in angel hair pasta, broccoli, and alfredo sauce. Rather they, smothering the bed of noodles.

Resting the bag on his dining table he swooped in and hugged her from behind, kissing her neck and shoulder. “The boys are doing fine. Go look at my gifts. Used mind you, there’s a Goodwill in town. I went cheaper to afford more.”

“In a month you will be able to spoil ... Rihanna, I hope. I really don’t have many needs, David. When I leave you, I will be back to only my android body and Shelly’s company.” The name for her android’s computer. “Carrying anything when my plan is to hide out under the sea would only slow me down. I can always get what I need when I surface.”

“Bermuda, right?”

“Or the Bahamas! Both eventually, I suppose. Shelly wants me to see Bimini.”

“Bimini road! That has always intrigued me. Lucky you!”

“I’ll send you virtual postcards directly through what I see with my own eyes.” She giggled! “Let me take a peek at your presents.” Wiggling away from him he snatched her apron away and decided to lean on the backside of the island. Watching her dig into her bags, her eyes lit up over a beautiful shoulder strap yellow dress. She shared her surprise via an adoring smirk. “It’s beautiful.”

“Let’s hope it fits.”

“David? I’m an android that can change my body shape. I can make anything fit.”

A swift trial run she slipped it on and had to add a bit of mass for the perfect fit. It was not enough for Rihanna to notice. Hearing David whistle at her Micah mouthed, “Thank you.” He actually watched her silky blonde hair move on its own up into a bun with a hologram tie to keep it looking real. Elegant lady!

With a nod he waved his hand to continue sorting her bag. A pair of blue jeans, denim shorts, black leggings, pumps in both black and red pairs, sandals, two tank tops, and a pullover hoodie in white. Micah Noel was impressed. “You spoil me kind Sir.”

“Handing me bars of gold, isn’t spoiling me? The way I see it we watch one another’s backs from here on out. I might have only just met you but even without the riches I feel ... blessed.”

“That makes two of us. If I cry just know it’s because I force myself to. Androids do not cry without being prompted to fake it.”

“No need to shed a tear. Keep digging, there’s more.”

“What else did you buy? A negligee?”

“Waste of fabric, I prefer butt ass naked.”

“I could not agree more.” Finding a small pouch, she unzipped it and examined the contents. “Earrings!”

“You mentioned you told Rihanna you lost earrings on the beach. I figured these trinkets cover your story.”

“You think of everything. Ooo! A toothbrush, paste, makeup kit, and hairbrush.”

“You need to look the part of a human still. No essentials lying around would look weird.”

“Let’s hope Rihanna doesn’t look for luggage.”

“Now that never occurred to me.”

“I can make her forget asking if she does. I’d rather not tamper with her mind but if it becomes necessary I will. Like Jonas today. I wonder how he and Paige are getting along. She had a crush on him, but she really wasn’t his type, so I changed his outlook. He was crushing on Rihanna too hard, and I thought I’d help her escape his advances. I’m fairly certain Paige will grow on him.”

“Matchmaker!”

Posing her index finger, Micah did create an open flame over her fingertip exactly as she had when she first ignited the candle wicks earlier. Enough said! Blown out like an assassins kiss she collected her things and carried them to the spare bedroom where she made herself at home, adopting the bedroom as her domicile. While she arranged her things in a dresser and in the bathroom, David saved the pasta from burning.

She remained in her room staring at her reflection in a mirror. Oddly, she released her bun and used her hairbrush as if her old human self. As she combed out her hair, not that it was needed outside of a sanity plea for her past traits, she chose to morph back into her original look, at least in her face and scalp. A tad fuller than the perfection she had decided upon exuding to others, Micah Noel sighed. “I miss you, Ms. Barnes.”

“You look lovely, Bestie.” Shelly informed her.

As if hearing her David stepped into her doorway and noticed the changes. While he could have reacted badly, he maintained composure and smiled warmly. She seemed distant in her thoughts and admittedly on purpose Shelly failed to warn her of his entrance. It seemed her Bestie wanted Micah to know she would have been accepted even like this. Older features, a crow’s feet program at the corners of her eyes and mean dimples there really wasn’t much off in her appearance. Her platinum blonde hair shorter as her true self was still the same shade.

“I’d still fuck you.” She heard and quickly morphed back into the much more youthful Porpoise, hair growing longer to hide behind.

“You were not supposed to see me like that.”

“But I did! Definitely no wicked witch of the West. Let’s just chalk that up to not wearing makeup.”

“I guess I just needed a reminder of what was, when compared to what now is. It is nice to know I can never grow any older unless I make my body adapt to it. I know I wasn’t any ugly duckling but regardless I was no Porpoise.”

“You be happy any way you have to Mike.”

“I love it when you call me Mike. You feel like ... a home I never had. A real home, not some goddamned black site military base with a movie theater and a bowling alley to keep us active. Fresh air is amazing! I attribute you Kind Sir to that first real breath.”

“I didn’t think you androids needed to breath.”

“It’s a manner of speaking. Yes, I often forget that pleasure. I count on Shelly to pick me up and rescue me when I forget to inhale. Honestly, nobody looks for that part as long as I smile and move around. Not even when they check out my chest, all they care about is how hard my nipples get. My Seductress mode always provides those details.”

“I’ve heard you mention Seductress mode before. What exactly is that?”

“Every android is equipped with a mode that responds to sexual, emotional contact. Originally the androids were programmed to seduce prey and assassinate them if ordered to. The assassination protocol has been purged so don’t worry that I might kill you after you cum inside me one time too many. Thankfully, my friend Jared flipped the switch on our killer instincts. While yes, we can still take a life if it becomes necessary like any human might but that now becomes our choice, not some preset command. I am so not a killer, David. I ran over a dog when I first got my driver’s license and I bawled for three months straight.”

“I’ll take my risks.”

“Good! Rihanna just pulled up outside. My internal DoorBelle just rang.” She giggled, Shelly informing her of the beat-up Ford Taurus her grandmother left her in the driveway. “Are you going to change into some real clothing?”

“Crap! Yeah, I guess I should. I shut the pasta off just let Rihanna in and watch the lobster. Those should be nice an tender by now.”

“Go!” She waved him off then reaffirmed her returned perfection to Porpoise. “There’s my lovely siren.” A wink from Shelly responding to her, Micah laughed and shuffled through the house. Reaching the front door just as Rhianna knocked, Micah opened the door to a wonderful sea breeze. Every candle in the home flickered under stress. “I thought I heard a car door.”

“That was me.” Rihanna looked amazing. She had done her hair up into stunning pigtails. Holding up two bottles of red wine she exposed her 40G implants with a big hello. Her strapless dress was wine colored just like her bottled vintage held aloft by a strong under wire for certain. The swell of her breasts were barely restrained by the cut in fabric. Moving down, the hem stopped at just below her bikini region.

“I adore that dress. I want one.”

“You already have my t-shirt.” She cloaked her chest with her arms, “Mine! I love your dress too. Yellow suits you.”

“Why thank you. Someone is in a good move. Come on in, Beautiful. Chef David is changing out of his Kiss My Sea Bass apron.” She then whispered! “Still in his boxers. Comfy mode!”

“Aww! I would have been fine if he had stayed in those. I lounge at home in less. Which is probably why I have so many peeping toms.”

“Don’t we all. I imagine those implants draw them in.” Entering Micah claimed the wine bottles and chilled one of them in the refrigerator. “Let me prep the Claw Daddies, you pour us a glass, I have three rental provided wine glasses on the dinette.”

“I can do that.”

Micah inspected the lobster twins using Shelly and her hypersensitive touch to gauge the readiness. Plating the boys, she seasoned and buttered them up. As if there was any cheering those two up, their curses would be delicious. Pasta plated just how a Gordan Ramsey video offered inside of her mind the dinner quickly became gourmet.

Wine poured; Rihanna looked up just as David made his appearance from his bedroom. Wearing all black in pullover V-neck sweater and dress slacks she could smell his sexiness a mile away. Cologne was manly and alluring. Moving into the dining room he smiled warmly and took Rihanna by both hands before looking her over. “I said dress sexy.”

“This isn’t sexy enough?” She pouted! “I have a green teddy in the car.”

“I’m teasing. You look incredible!”

“So do you. I love the cologne. What brand is that?” She leaned in closer to intimately inhale his neckline. “Mm!”

“Maneater!” He bit his teeth playfully at her neck enticing her to squeal then laugh over her reaction. “Calm down there, lifeguard. When I eat you, you’ll know it.”

“Is that true, Micah?” She looked to the kitchen for a test to see if he had eaten her already.

“Before you arrived, I was up on the island. His tongue is divine.” Pouting over it Rihanna felt second fiddle yet again to this gorgeous silver-haired goddess. “Your turn Baby. He’s all yours.”

“I just don’t understand. You two look made for one another. Why don’t you pursue a relationship?”

“Because I set boundaries. I will never be tied down. Working together created sexual tension and therapy for David. He knows he cannot keep me.”

“Am I just therapy?” She looked toward David with a hint of worry.

“You do not have to do anything you don’t want to do Rihanna. What we did on the beach earlier today was beautiful. I am extremely attracted to you.”

“I like you too. I guess I’m just scared that I’ll be played. I want a man I can count on.”

“And David wants a woman he can count on.” Micah intervened! “Nothing like Evelyn. Whomever he chooses has to be on the level 24/7 or there is no hope.”

“You haven’t been divorced long enough to be over your marriage. That concerns me. If I’m being honest here and I definitely aim for that quality, isn’t it too soon to even be dating Micah?”

“We are not dating, Rihanna. We are fucking and enjoying each other’s company. My career is taking me abroad very soon, so I won’t be in the picture much longer. I ... David? I’m going to trust Rihanna here and explain why I’m even here with you. Beyond our hormones that is.”

“You sure?” He wasn’t quite understanding where Micah was going.

“Rihanna? What I am about to tell you must be kept between the three of us until we know trust is established. Down in Florida I became aware of some maps that my late grandfather had hidden away. Treasure maps for a lost Spanish Galleon full of Aztec gold.” She paused, “Everyone sit and eat before it all gets cold. We can talk over dinner.”

David swiftly pulled a chair out for Rihanna, and she pleasantly took a seat. Fascinated immediately the girl could barely wait for everyone to be seated. Once surrounding the table Micah filled their plates first then finally her own. Lobster tail shared the first few bites were dynamic. “Sooo good!” Rihanna had a mental orgasm. “Compliments to the chef.”

“Blame Ramsey! He’s a great teacher.”

“You know Gordon Ramsey?”

“Only his cookbooks and videos.”

“Awesome job following his lead.”

“Speaking of following leads... “ David eyed Micah over his wine glass.

“Right! Back to the maps. The main reason David and I are here in North Carolina is to look into these maps and see how true they are. With my job moving me to the Bahamas here soon I needed a vacation and David needed fresh air from his divorce. I let David in on my maps and he agreed to join me on the adventure of a lifetime. I trust David with my life.”

“Is it possible the maps are true?”

“Well... “ Micah dabbed her mouth with a napkin then stood up and went to her bedroom. David instantly knew she was going to reveal more. There were no maps so it had to be the gold bars. Returning with the bars rolled up in one of the tank tops David bought her she stood next to Rihanna and unveiled them.

“These were in with the maps. I checked into the formation of the gold, and it is most definitely Aztec. Grandpa was too old to go diving for it, so he sat on this knowledge and left it to me.” Pure bullshit but necessary due to the government regulations. “The site of the ship is six miles offshore in some six hundred feet of water. I’ve checked into the depths around that site to be certain before we went any further. It’s deep but not so deep that it would require any bathysphere program.”

“So cool! Real Aztec gold is so beautiful. You’re here to dive then.”

“Only if I can find a reliable salvage company to join us without betraying me. I’m a good judge of character so I’ll know who I can trust in the long term.”

“Which means you trust me.”

“I do. You said that you dive.”

“I do yes, but I haven’t been six miles out though. That is kind of intimidating. Two-hundred feet down has been my limit so far. If I can be of help though count me in.”

“Step at a time.” David tapped his finger on the table chewing his food. “The risk is insane. Six-hundred feet down is beyond me even Mike. You’re the experienced Deepsea diver here.”

“You’ve been down that deep?”

“Yep!” Ehhh! Not really but certainly capable. “I’ve been researching local diving and salvage companies but so far I’m not trusting anyone.”

“Wait!” Rihanna perked up holding her thought along with her breath. “I know someone you can trust. I went to school with the daughter of a salvage family. Her name is China Russo. To top that off her stepmom Gabby Seahorse was my babysitter back in the day. They live 30 miles North of here now, but China and I keep in touch. She’s the one who got me into marine biology.”

“Could you arrange a meet with China’s family? David can go with you while I fly back to Florida for a few days.”

“Uh? What about the map? They might want a look at that. Are we 100% certain we want to trust these people? I mean sure they sound nice and if Rhee here vouches for them, but you’re the true mind reader concerning reliability.”

“David? I have faith in you.”

“So, you’re leaving for a few days?” Rhianna looked hopeful to have time with David alone.

“David is all yours, Baby. Yes, I need to take a meeting that I can’t avoid.” Namely moving that gold beyond the three-mile extraction limit. That was going to be a bitch and she knew it. Luckily, Shelly her faithful computer was crunching all the vitals concerning such a move. The ship itself was fragile so moving it without destruction was near impossible but there were ways. The android’s capabilities were many and all valuable when working in unison. Risky but Shelly seemed certain she could pull off the impossible. The gold would be moved separately from the ship to lighten the load. “Rihanna? I trust your word on these people.”