The Sexual Assistant

Chapter 3

At the end of the workday, Harris Harrison drove his assistant Alisha home. As they pulled out of the downtown parking ramp, and without looking towards her, Harris asked, "wanna grab some dinner?"

Alisha, also watching the road ahead, replied, "sure, why not?"

After dinner, Harris walked Alisha up to her apartment door. She went in first, and he followed. She dropped her keys in a bowl in the hallway and then turned back to Harris. He was closing the door. She began to undress him. Alisha moved along quickly. Soon, Harris was naked in the hallway entrance.

Alisha was wearing a mid-drift black top with gold chains. She had a short black leather skirt held up with a bicycle chain and accented by thigh-high stockings topped with lace. Alisha's legs were tipped with short black leather boots. All of this stayed on as she led Harris into the living room.

Here she placed Harris in a simple chair in the middle of the room. Off came the skirt. Alisha wiggled into Harris' lap, facing him. She kissed him hard and began a slow grinding motion against his legs. Five minutes later, Harris was ready for entry. They made passionate love for over an hour. Finally, both satisfied, Alisha slid back unto her feet.

"Thanks for dinner," she said.

"No charge," he replied.

She smiled. "Get out," she commanded.

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At seven o'clock the next morning, Wendy and Barnett met Harris at the New Beginnings restaurant for breakfast. The food came fast, didn't cost much, and arrived in large quantities. Only the flavor was lacking.

"Let's see if we can get back from Chicago before dark," said Barnett.

A puzzled Harris asked, "Are you saying you can find Nancy that fast?"

Wendy finished her pancakes and moved on to the hash browns.

"Already know where she is," replied Barnett.

"What?" asked Harris.

"No problem," Barnett replied. "The information you provided on the robbery made it obvious."

"And, you are not going to tell us right now, are you."

"Nope. The owner of the sex robot company will tell us," said Barnett, finishing his breakfast.

Five minutes later, the three were heading towards Chicago.

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On the same morning, the Defense Intelligence Agency station in Israel detected an increase in communications between two well-known terrorist groups. The messages were sent as encrypted email, but the content analysis software was already drawing conclusions about the nature of the discussion. The software suggested that some type of team was being formed. Also, the country of Yemen was repeated several times.

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At 11 a.m., Chicago time, Barnett, Harris, and Wendy pulled into the parking lot of the Sexy Doll Company, makers of fine sex robots. The three entered through a side door and went to the office of the company's president, James Dawes.

"Hey, Jim," said Barnett as he shook the hand of Mr. Dawes.

"Nice of you to come," replied Mr. Dawes. "The police haven't paid a lot of attention to the missing dolls."

Harris piped up, "I assume they didn't take it very seriously when they found out the nature of your product."

"Exactly," replied Mr. Dawes.

Everyone took a seat. Mr. Dawes continued.

"After you modified and returned Nancy, we sold her to a sex therapist in California. He called her his sexual assistant. He was delighted with how she handled clients."