How to Date an Android

Chapter 1, revised & improved!

Melody never told me what meds she was trying to buy, but we both knew it was a farce. After seeing her constantly texting on her datapad it wasn't notes about the speed dating at all. It was actually her just texting her friends, saying she was bored and this was '2 e z'.

So far speed dating isn't what I thought it would be...

Date number two was a girl named Lacy. She had a goth look to her, which was a bit different. But then she asked if I would mind if she smoked here. It's a non-smoking environment. I could see a whole bunch of needle marks on her arms. She had been pretty but she was living a hard life and it wasn't hard to tell. She hadn't meant for me to see the heroine tracks on the inside of her elbow, but that slipped because she was wearing pretty revealing clothes. But when someone has been living hard you don't want them to wear revealing clothes unfortunately. She was already aging a bit prematurely because of her habits.

I didn't get very far when she had to answer her datapad's phone insert. Then she left the table to yell at someone while everyone at the speed dating event was staring at her yell at either her mom or some other guy.

Yeah that one definitely isn't going to work out. Even if she hadn't been talking to someone else during this event, the drug part scared the hell out of me. Overall though, I don't think the neo-goth image she was doing meant that all neo-goths were drug people, but what do I know really?

Date number four was named Yvene.

She already had a girlfriend and was actually looking for someone who already had a partner to do swinging activities with. Yuck. Disgusting...

I have no idea how she even said that with a straight face, and that weird mysterious smile she had, which was probably also fake. She was probably also one of the untouchables.

Our society had a high percentage of disease carriers lately. The street term for it, was 'untouchables' after the social cast systems from several centuries ago.

This is turning out to be a bad start. I looked at my watch. I can see some of the other guys are also looking at their watches and sweating things out.

Where did they get the girls for this event this time?

I frowned when I see the swapping order will give me a really heavy big girl next. I'm sure she is special and deserves love too, but I'd let her mom fill that role. But I just can't be attracted to all three hundred...err maybe I should leave out the description. Her face wasn't something I wanted to wake up to either.

The guy next to me didn't have to be rude though. He gave her his brother's plastic surgery card; big mistake. Her fist coming down spilled their drinks on both of them. She was still angry and was already headed to my table.

Date number five was named Miria. She's a Latin girl and has a smoking hot body. I'm wondering if her boobs are fake or real while we talk. She was also texting right up until the timer started for our ten minute intervals. She was actually nice, I was impressed. She asked about my family, which I told her about. I asked about hers. She has six sisters, and a brother, all from Brasil-Salvador.

I was able to practice my Spanish with her for a bit, which was fun. I think I made a good impression.

She works as a salesperson for autocraft, which are the new solar cars that drive themselves. I'm impressed, when she told me how easy it was. Of course she is a bit loose, with boundaries. She's wearing a short skirt, and showing off a heavy amount of cleavage.

But then every question right after that was about my tax return. It's like that with most of the girls following after. I went through another ten girls after that which all asked only tax return questions. It makes me wonder if this is a fake speed dating event, and not a reputable one.