Drafted Into Space
Copyright© 2008 by acolodude
Chapter 4: Cash or Credit?
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 4: Cash or Credit? - We are not alone!
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa
Three hours later we were pulling into the Springs. A large enough town we could hide in plain sight and be able to buy weapons and ammunition too.
I drove to my favorite gun store and asked RJ about being able to pay for the weapons and ammunition.
RJ asked, "What I meant by pay for the weapons and ammunition?"
We have to give money or credit which is kind of like a promise of money in exchange for weapons and ammunition. That is how these people make their living.
RJ had a puzzled look for a short time then smiled and said she understood now. I still did not understand this AI interface thing.
Credit we will use credit then. I laughed and said that my credit was all used up and that I did not think RJ had any credit on my planet. RJ said that my credit was very good now and we needed to hurry. I did not want to know what she meant by my credit was very good. I just felt like I was going to jail.
John Wyman was a friend who worked at the 'Shooting Shack' funny name but everyone came here for quality and price. I told John that I needed as many 9MMs as he could sell me and to give me all the magazines for the pistols that he had. Before I could ask for all the semi-automatic rifles in 5.56MM he started to laugh. When I asked for the 5.56MM rifles and all the 12 gauge shotguns and ammunition he was laughing so hard I thought he was going to pass out. RJ did not understand why he was laughing. John made such a scene the manager came over to see what was going on. RJ asked if he wanted to make a sale since the other man was laughing at our request.
Steve was the manager and he knew me but was not a close friend like John was. He just smiled and said he needed to run a charge on my credit to see just how many weapons he could sell me. I gave him my credit card and was waiting for him to start laughing. He ran the card and said, "I will start with 10 Rugers @ $500 each, 10 Armalites @ $1150 each, and 10 Mossburgs @ $350 each that is only $20,000."
When he shook his head and look up at me all wide eyed I got scared. As he walked back to me stiff as a robot I was even more frightened. With the most serious look I have ever seen he asked exactly how many weapons I wanted to purchase.
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