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Rick rolled over to shut off his alarm. A novelty alarm he had purchased for 100 pts, which had an actual recording of a fart from Governess Victoria. He wiped his eyes and walked over to the bathroom, thinking about how special today was going to be. For almost a year, he had been saving up points to purchase a night with Veronica Burns, one of the owners of the community he lived in, H103. Veronica, as the owner, was one of the only women Rick got to see. For that matter, he had only seen ten women in his 20 years. It was hard living in a community, where he and all the males he knew lived in solitary states, alone in their rooms most of the day. The only time he would see other males was for meals.
After brushing his teeth, he walked over to his stationary bike to begin working on producing his daily 10,000 pts. He knew this was how the females on the outside produced the electricity they needed to run the world; all the men were required to bike a certain amount or they would be withheld privileges or even be punished. The responsibility of running the outside world was too large for males, Rick had been told, so only smart, cunning females were allowed outside of the communities. The textbooks he had read in school told him all he needed to know about how the larger, stronger, smarter females had saved the males from extinction numerous times, and generously kept them protected in these communities from outside forces.