Your name is Barry Barker. You are a technician for a software company, 25 years old and you live in Malibu. This is how it started.
It was Thursday afternoon and you let out a sigh. It looked like there was going to be another weekend. You then decide that since you weren’t doing anything tomorrow, you would spend today on a jog.
As you’re leaving you see that there was a new car in the driveway you didn’t recognize. The landlord did say that he was expecting a new tenant and he did tell you that she was somewhat unusual. Not that you’re going to bother with asking her out or anything. You never had any good luck with women. You haven’t had a date since high school and you worked at a company where there wasn’t a woman in sigh.
You let out a sigh and keep jogging down the street. “Another lonely weekend,” you say to yourself with a sigh. “Well, Barry, it’s official, you have the sex appeal of a coroner.”
You keep on jogging and you look back at a couple kissing on a bench. You let out a grunt. “Lucky guy,” you say. “That’s not going to be me anytime soon.” However, as you’re bemoaning your uneventful romance life, you bump into somebody and they let out a feminine grunt.
You hit the ground and gasp. “Oh,” you say. “And I very sorry. I… what the heck?!” You look up and see that you bumped into a woman. However, she wasn’t a human woman. She was an anthropomorphic….
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