Lost in Fold SpaceChapter 3
I had rather lost track of what I was supposed to be doing. Well – wouldn't you? I had a ... companion ... who (or which) was gorgeous, fascinated by and responsive to sex, and apparently determined to please me in every way possible. Which included food. Some of the offerings were a little odd, but since anything I didn't like was replaced very rapidly I wasn't about to complain. I could have clothes, but I soon decided, why bother? They wouldn't stay on long, that was for sure. It was...