Story about love books and booklets rang a click, the switch moved a few millimeters and the two ends copper came into contact. Freed from the rigidity imposed by a dielectric material, electrons began to move at speeds beyond description, following the path of the tiny cable, turning the small stator windings motorcillo and returning to the negative terminal of the battery.
-turn, the rotor began to rotate, following the equations of the laws of magnetism, the axis movement transmitted to a cam and, through an eccentric rotating motor movement became oscillating stem, covered with a plastic solid substance.
rang another click, the tips were separated and motor stopped turning. Mary kept the vibrator in the drawer of the table, got dressed and got ready to go to the lab where he worked. She was relieved, but also cold, mechanical, as if the orgasm that had just taken out a mere logical consequence of physical laws to predict what would happen from the first click of the switch to the last contraction of the body. And after all, so it was.
"The same familiar faces greeted him upon entering the workplace.
"Congratulations Mary, the article published two months ago is still a success. Every time we get more letters commenting. I think the direction you want to investigate the matter further and are willing to spend good dough.
"Let them know.
"Jesus Maria, every day you are more rare.
"I know, sorry.
"I wanted to send everything to hell, the boss, the laboratory, the article and the entire line of research over the past 3 years. But to see where I was going to get a job at this point and who could afford a mortgage, so he had no choice but to continue trying to hide what he had discovered, more and more empty feeling, but tired of it.
"There was a click, the light came on. Mary turned and looked at the male body lying next to it. Not bad, he thought. Tall, stout, dark, short hair, dark brown eyes. Attractive. There had been bad night. They had met at a bar where Mary had gone with coworkers.
"I knew nothing else saw it next to the bar. The look, biotype, type of pheromones given off, perfect for the receptors in the nasal bulbs. Electrons up to speed indescribable by the olfactory nerves to the brain, triggering small discharges that helped to produce the hormone, the processed electrical signal traveling their nerve endings, back to the muscles of his face and his hand, causing him to smile, which imperceptibly moviese hand upwards. The slight contraction of facial muscles of the man, who came to mean "Yes, I received the signal and the answer is yes."
"The first steps towards it, will you drink?, What's your name?, Laboratory work, we dance? So you live in the neighborhood, because I'm on my way. It's raining and you do not carry umbrellas. Go up and leave you one. That beautiful house you have. You want a glass of water or a cup? The trail of clothes down the hallway, hugging, kissing, orgasm.
"She knew all these questions and all answers before even the has made. He could not remember the butterflies in the stomach, the insecurity caused by uncertainty, am I good makeup?, Would you like this shirt?, Do these pants will feel good on my ass? What if you just want a coffee and chat? How is your house? "I depart the hand when it is put on your arm? Did I say I'm just a good friend? What do you like men? This had finished two months ago.
"It was why she was so cold and mechanical as several days ago when he had made use of her vibrator. All that had happened to respond to the same physical laws that morning unavoidable, 4 equations governing what had happened, was happening and would happen in the future.
-wish I had never chosen to study biology, I wish I never would have given this scholarship. I wish that night had come on time and had not been trying to finish his experiment on time. I wish I had not published that article that linked the exterior appearance with pheromones The hormone receptors. Luckily no one knew or had been able to draw the conclusions that had guided their experiments. He had killed the sex and love and was replaced by a machine.
HALA!, Criticize
Luis
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