"FWLS12" - читать интересную книгу автора (A Future We'd Like to See)

"Fluki?"

"YAAH!" I screamed, panicking momentarily, grabbing at the
sheets, before realizing she needed 'em more than me. "SALLY!?
What... who... HOW did you get in here?"

"I picked the lock," she said, turning on the light. "I
forgot to give you your pen back."

"So you broke into my pad, got undressed, and climbed in
bed?" I exclaimed, grabbing at my clothes on the floor. "Where's
the logic in that? And how did you find out where I lived?"

"Simple, I follow you home every night with a holocam," she
said simply. "I've got 60 hours of holotape of you."

Wacky groupie? Hah! This weirdo Murflan chick was
downright psychotic. I sure as heck hoped C'atel had an asylum
handy.

"Sally... err, you stay put. I'm calling some friends now,"
I said, reaching for the holophone. I tapped in 911, but got no
response.

"I cut the wires," she giggled. "We don't want to be
disturbed, do we?"

"I've got a strong suspicion you were disturbed to begin
with," I said.

At exactly the wrong time for Eroki to come home, she did.
And naturally, I was in no position to defend myself as her
horrified eyes gazed upon the somewhat incriminating scene.

"What... the..." she began, dropping the bag of groceries
she had obviously left the house to get.

"Eroki, let's have a little chat out in the hall, shall we?"
I said, clamping one hand over her mouth. "Be right back, Sally!
Don't you go anywhere!"

She gave a little cute wave, and then I yanked my real
girlfriend out in the hall and slammed the door.

"This... is not what it looks like," I said, removing my
hand.

"THEN WHAT IS IT?!?!" she screamed. Lucky our neighbors
were open minded, or I'd be getting suspicious stares from down