Chapter 11

I had found a shop who could put just enough bend in the yoke of the handlebars that I could sit comfortably, my feet in the right place for easy shifting, and it was quite comfortable to fly down the road, with two lovely ladys at my back. Eliza gave me a thankful squeeze at the thought, and Marygold4, or Mary Goldfour, as she had taken to pronouncing it, purred into my wireless earpiece. It had taken very little work to arrange her laptop home so that she was always on even with the top closed down, and she could save power by drowsing at will, when nothing interesting was going on, although with the extra solar panels we had placed about, and her ability to ask Eliza for a spare and charged battery on occation, it was only as a personal choice rather than necessity. Mary Goldfour could now simulate the apearance on the screen of a lovely Thai Beauty, as if in a video call linkup, down to the time difference in the background images- In fact, she had been playing with her identity, and had a stable of possibles- A cool blond with a Norse accent, a freckled redhead with an Irish lilt, an exotic looking Massai woman, tall and proud, firmly endowed, with a cultured Brittish accent- she could get quite inventive, and even had a few male personas as well- a studly pool boy and a well dressed CEO of powerful years. Her imitation of me was frightenly accurate, so she only showed it to me once, regretful for my unspoken averse reaction, unreasoning as it was. She made it up to me later, by having her Thai skin give me a very erotic nude performance. Wow! I suggested that she could earn money on the internet, to a paypal account, and a week later she purchased a mansion on E-bay. We were on our way to see it now, Eliza and I acting as her agents, Mary playing the part of reclusive out of the country billionare who had given us the power of attorney to act in her behalf. It was in fact the truth, just that our Billionare Mary Goldfour was a computer in the high end internet subscription porn business.