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His Robot Girlfriend
By Wesley Allison
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual people, living or dead is purely coincidental.
Copyright © 2008 by Wesley M. Allison
All rights reserved.
Cover art: © Ekaterina Solovieva | Dreamstime.com
First Edition
Printed in the United States
For Donny, Jerry, and Wes.
His Robot Girlfriend
Chapter One
Mike's life was crap. And every day he got up out of bed and thought about how it was crap. Today he climbed out of bed and made his way through the discarded clothing on the floor of the bedroom to the bathroom. His worn image looked out of the mirror at him. He picked up his cordless razor and turned it on before remembering that it was Saturday. He stuck out his tongue at his reflection. Slipping off his underwear, he tossed it at the hamper just outside the bathroom door. It landed on the floor. Turning on the shower, he stepped inside the glass-doored stall, and stood beneath the spray. He took a deep breath and then began soaping up and rinsing off. Pouring a handful of shampoo, he scrubbed his scalp, rinsed, and then turned off the water. He waited about two minutes-- partly to drip dry and partly because he didn't want to face the day-- before he climbed out of the shower stall.
Once he was dry, he walked back into the bedroom, crossed to the dresser, and pulled out a clean pair of underwear. The underwear was so old that it looked more grey than the white that it had been, and the material had worn throug