Chapter 3: Talk Science to Me
Katja left Victoria alone to reintegrate her memories and review the mission. In some ways, the original biologicals never died. Their memories and parts of their personalities live on in the constructs. The constructs do wear out, get damaged or get terminated, but as long as at least one is still active to replicate a replacement, they never really go away. The constructs have been on this planet for over 100 years monitoring the biologicals social development and intervening when needed.
Before she left, Katja brought Victoria up to speed on the current situation. The biologicals were very close to making a tremendous scientific breakthrough; a breakthrough that could be a horrible mistake if not used wisely. Katja was on her way to see the man she was monitoring. He is a high ranking scientist and the coordinator of the space defense initiative. Katja has been monitoring the developments of this program for five years now. Dr. Kruber thinks Katja is his mistress.
Katja reviewed her data files as she drove to what Kruber called their "Love Nest." In reality, it was a rather dumpy apartment in a workers neighborhood. That made it perfect for Kruber though, since none of the elite government or military types would ever go there unless they were on their own shady mission. Officially, Kruber was in charge of developing space based solar energy collectors. The propaganda was all about cheap; almost free energy for cities that regularly experienced brown outs when too many people tired to use power at the same time; which was almost every evening. You could always tell who was connected politically though, their lights never went out.
Tonight it was obvious that someone in building J-10 had pull. While all the other windows on the street showed a sickly yellow light, the windows at the top of the stair blazed brightly. None of this mattered to Katja. These peripheral issues were not flagged in her programming.
She checked her dress as she made her way to the door; fashionable, but just slutty enough to get the Doc excited. Sometimes she wished she had Victoria's assignment. It was more of a challenge. She entered the room and slightly shuddered as she heard the exceedingly lame jazz recordings the Doc considered mood music.
Entering the living room she saw the Doc had started without her. He was dancing a slow tango around the room with a large bottle of Champaign wearing old his lab coat and red thong underwear. "At least he has a nice body," Katja sighed inwardly before gushing, "Oh Doctor! What are you celebrating?"
Kruber spun around and beamed drunkenly at Katja. "My dear, this day will go down in history!"
"Oh Doctor," Katja said sliding up to him and rubbing his shoulders. "What has happened?"
"You know what I work on is top secret!" Kruber giggled. "I can't go telling just anyone."
"But I'm not just anyone," Katja pouted. "And you know how much I like it when you talk science to me." Katja ran her hand down the front of Kruber's coat and gently ran her fingers over the bulge in his thong. "Let me guess. Does it have anything to do with rockets?"
Katja slipped Kruber's already hard cock out of his pants. "Does it have to do with big rockets like this?"
"Yes, yes it does, "Kruber stammered as Katja licked the head of his cock. Katja slowly licked the shaft of his cock. She lifted it so she could run her tongue over his ball sack. She slowly sucked his balls and let them pop out again with a smack. "Mmmm, baby," she cooed. "Tell me about the rockets."
"The rockets are only the start," Kruber sighed as Katja slid his cock down her throat. She worked it down to the back of her throat and slid it out again. Working up speed each time she swallowed the massive dick. Spit shined his prick and drool covered Katja's lips as she worked the cock in and out of her mouth. "The rockets just launch the satellites into orbit. They're big and powerful, so they can deliver big loads. That's how we can get so much power up there!"
