Ghost Spark - Essence Engine

Nine

Author's note: This chapter contains a sex scene that is fairly descriptive.

The hotel was a standard bolt and stack configuration which became popular after the EMP. First manufactured for refugees, each room was 7 feet high by 10 feet wide by 10 feet long and featured a bed, sink, small work area and flat screen tv. This configuration quickly caught on in the hotel industry after 5 star hotels were rendered obsolete west of the Mississippi for years after the attack. Gradually, as the living standard improved, the hotels were sold, deconstructed, moved and rebuilt. 'Empire Best Standard Suite' was still legible on the worn facade of his room's door.

Marcus sat down at the flat screen and started typing on the lucite desk. Keys started glowing with the first touch within the keypad outline imbedded in the lucite. He punched up a menu of restaurants in the area and selected a dinner of pasta bolognese from the Italian place down the street and three pints of Chinese beer to wash it down.

After dinner, Marcus finally started to relax and took off his civies and stripped off the suit. Pulling a cable from the battery hump on the back of the suit, Marcus plugged the suit into a standard outlet. Opening a compartment on the bottom of the hump, Marcus reached in and pulled out a glock 9mm and stashed it under the pillow.

Flipping through the hotel's entertainment channels, Marcus flicked to the channel marked 'In-room enhanced experience.' Browsing through the selection, he inserted his card and punched through the transaction.

Once the transaction was accepted, the wall next to the bed started to melt. First from the ceiling and then from the floor, the wall started flowing and shaping itself into a recognizable form. A amply portioned red-head walked toward Marcus. Almost a perfect reproduction of the human form, a small tendril snaked out from the back of the bots head, keeping the bot's connection to the room intact.

Robot brothels were nothing new to Marcus. After the collapse of useful antibiotics following the EMP, human prostitution crashed. People that actively engaged in prostitution willingly signed their death warrants. A tri-consortium of Russian, Japanese and Chinese technology companies rushed to fill the void of humanity's oldest profession. The first fully articulated anima were crude, would melt back to original form at inopportune times or electrocute the Johns. But the technology was rapidly improved and caught on quickly. The Virtual Reality enhancement of early models helped the bots to gain acceptance..

Once a new pantheon of antibiotics was discovered a decade after the pleasurebot's rise, Prostitution returned to its origins, but the bots alleviated ethical dilemmas for the Johns and legal dilemmas for the law and so a place in the industry for 'skin jobs' was secured.

Marcus hadn't been "botting" as it came to be known for a while now, but the stress of the mission and his unexpected arousal by Miko was distracting.

"Here for the mission" Marcus repeated to himself as the redhead gyrated closer to him. Marcus reached out to touch its skin. A textured surface roughly imitating human skin, it hadn't fully warmed up and was slightly cool to the touch. As its naked form gyrated inches about Marcus lap, Marcus looked into a reflection of himself from the thin mirrored glasses on the sexbot.

"Uncanny valley, must be an older model. This should be interesting, Marcus said to himself as he felt himself harden under the bot's gyrations.

"Too much thinking and not enough doing..." said Becca from within.

The redhead guided Marcus over to the bed. Now overcome by urges, he turned the redhead away from him and entered from behind. The wall in front of Marcus became mirrored the instant the bot touched the bed. Slow pulsating waves covered him. The bot matched his rhythmic motions. Moans and whimpers emanated from the wall directly in front of Marcus. He could see the redhead's mouth opening and closing, mimicking the sounds from the wall. The shape and texture of the vagina changed multiple times until the optimum configuration was chosen by the rooms sub-processor based on feedback from Marcus thrusts, Penis size, body temperature and skin flush reaction. Small tubuals from the room's comfort systems piped in a mixture of propylen glycol and water in the proper ratio to insure the pleasurebot's proper lubrication. This information established a baseline for the bot's configuration to maximize the experience without ending too quickly. When the parameters for the bot were finalized, they were encrypted and sent to an auxiliary hub at the Pleasurebot's Manufacturing consortium where it awaited processing and refinement, then to be stored and keyed to Marcus' profile for further use the next time.