The Sexual Assistant

Chapter 4

"Do you know what a spy is?" asked Barnett.

Nancy was braced on a couch in Harrison's office. She was smartly dressed in a business suit with a pleated skirt. Her shoes were sensible office attire. A headband held back her dark hair.

"Yes," she responded, "a person that obtains secrets held by another country or organization."

"Our government wants you to spy," added Harrison.

"Humans have traditionally not trusted one another. Nations rarely engage in open and honest conversations. Intelligence services use a multitude of methods to find secrets, but the efficiency of tools such as spies is very low," said Nancy.

Harrison responded, "That's why Mr. Lay and I are going to re-engineer you. We will raise your intelligence-gathering capabilities."

"How?" asked Nancy.

Barnett responded, "We will add recording capabilities to your sound and video sensors. We will put a tracking and telemetry device inside you. Also, you will get an upgrade to your central processor to increase your interrogation capabilities."

Harrison added, "You will not get the ability to walk because it requires too much extra hardware. So, just like before, you will perform your duties in one location."

"I understand," replied Nancy.

Lieutenant Colonel Buffy sat in her wheelchair across the room. She did not look happy.

"Let me get this straight," Buffy interrupted. "This sex robot is going to act like a spy? How does that happen?"

"Well," replied Barnett, "Mr. Dawes told me that most of their sales had been overseas. Mostly to brothels and sex clubs. The DIA figures that planting Nancy into the right locations will enable her to eavesdrop on diplomats."

Buffy looked a little angrier. "Do you mean Nancy has to whore it up to gain information."

Barnett looked a little hesitant to answer. After a pause, he said, "Yes, that's basically the plan."

Buffy made a huffing sound and continued. "We already have an object here that is offensive to women, and now we are going to exploit it as well?"

"What object are we speaking about?" asked Nancy.

"You, sweetheart," barked Buffy.

"But, I am here to provide people with pleasure and companionship," responded Nancy.

Harrison thought this was an excellent time to get back on topic. He injected, "She will need a better name."

Buffy was not distracted. Buffy went on with her argument. "You are a sex slave. Programmed to perform God knows what."

Harrison tried to distract again. "She is not programmed. She has synthetic intelligence."

"What the hell is that?" asked Buffy.

Harrison explained, "You see artificial intelligence is when a computer tries to reproduce human thinking. I wrote a paper on how AI is mathematically impossible." He turned towards Nancy. "What Nancy has is synthetic intelligence. Synthetic intelligence is a unique thinking entity created by man. This man," he added, pointing at himself.

Buffy's eyes narrowed as she spoke, "So, you are sending a thinking being into the brutal world of prostitution? Don't you think it will damage her they way it does a real woman?"

"Hmm," Harrison murmured as he gave Buffy's point some thought. "Doubt it," he announced. "She has frameworks of information on humans, sexual behavior, and consequences from various human actions. The inside of a brothel should make sense to her. After all, she is a sexual assistant."