A little Chaos in your day...

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Women. It all boiled down to his interaction with women. As far as Vance’s mother and her Personal-Attendant-Moderator, PAM, were concerned, he’d be a deviant who ran around Kiumbria wanting to fuck any woman who came within two solar-feet of him. It had always been their wish to turn him into a man who was desired by all the women on the planet, all because PAM delighted in the knowledge of his sexual encounters. Never mind that he’d had a different plan for his life. Not that he didn’t love women; there was just one woman he couldn’t stop thinking about.

“I’ve handled the guards for tonight. They’re gorgeous and asked to be assigned to you, but I’m not surprised. You are so like your Uncle Jack, too appealing for your own good.”

Vance didn’t like being compared to his father’s brother, the infamous Jack of Hearts. Jack had a reputation which was exactly what

his mother’s moderator was obsessed with—a reputation with the ladies.

“Yeah, just like Uncle Jack. I’ve only been home for a week and already—”

She touched his chin, and he swallowed the rest of his words. His mother probably knew he’d berate her for the way the family teased him about being a sex-idol. As far as he was concerned, he was as far from a sex-idol as one could be.

“I know, handsome. Are you sure you wouldn’t rather travel with us?” His mother had entered his unit five minutes ago and already she was talking about the women she’d assigned to intrude on his privacy.

What could he do? Absolutely nothing, because arguing with his mother was pointless. Vance knew better than to argue with her or PAM. Tensing, he listened for sounds of that outrageous moderator, the computer who tried to run everyone’s lives, but the audio systems overhead remained quiet. His mother must have sent PAM searching through her vast array of text-volumes for something insignificant. He supposed he should thank his mother for the peace. Time away from PAM was exactly what he needed.

Since he’d been a youngling, he’d been taught the finer aspects of sex and all that it encompassed. The men in his family had a reputation for being sex-idols, according to PAM, but Vance never aspired to such idiocy. PAM’s interest in their sexual activity became sort of a joke between the men and the women in the family. Sure he knew how to please a woman, knew every erogenous zone, knew exactly where to touch a woman to bring her to pleasure, but he considered sex a private issue—not something that should be discussed so openly, especially with a computer.

Druk, he’d settle for one woman he could share his life with—not a pack of minions who used him for sex and who’d casually discard him when they were through. His Uncle Jack might have enjoyed liaisons like that when he’d been young, but Vance didn’t. Subtly, he rejected his mother’s guards and they still did everything in their power to be noticed.

“I have my own transport. I’m old enough to travel by myself.” He almost laughed at having to remind his mother that he was an adult.

“I understand, Vance. Sometimes it is easy to forget you’ve grown into a handsome young man. You’ve been away for so long, I still think of you as my sweet boy.”

“I’m not a boy. You’re going to have to come to terms with that. You and Dad—”

She put her hand on his shoulder, giving him an affectionate squeeze. “Oh, I remember when I had to remind my mother of that when I was your age. It’s not easy for parents to accept their children are grown up and no longer need them. Still, I don’t think you should travel without the guards.”

Minions, she meant. His mother’s guard—a regiment of beautiful, dangerously intimidating women who would do anything to please him. Vance kept up the pretense of enjoying them if only to get his mother and her moderator off his back. Since he’d returned home, they went everywhere with him. The women would hang on his arms, stand near him and touch him whenever he gave them an opening… It was enough to drive him crazy, definitely farzen nuts.

PAM was unlike anything in the universe. She was programmed to interact with people on a more personal level—almost like a human. PAM thought of herself as a family member, one who liked to toy with

everyone’s inner psyche. Fortunately for Vance, his father had forbidden her access to Vance in his younger years.

“I’m planning on staying on Celtaxy for a day or two. I thought I might visit—”

She let her hand slip to his bicep in a soothing gesture. “Oh, but you can’t. Now that you’re home again, your father wants to discuss the future of Kiumbria and a possible marriage to Princess Helgon. You won’t disappoint him, will you?”

The soft plea in her voice made him cringe. After arriving home from a lengthy stay at the university, he had no choice but to accept his future—the future they’d already planned for him. The idea of an arranged marriage, given the times they lived in, made him want to hide away in a lab.

“No, of course not. Mom, you know how much Dad means to me. But I won’t be marrying a woman named Helgon, not in this lifetime.”

His mother sighed. “She’s rather pretty. It would make your father happy. Promise you’ll at least consider it…that you’ll at least meet her?”

Not for one druking solar-second would he consider such lunacy. Princess Helgon was the last person he’d marry. Besides, he only wanted one woman—a woman who drove him to distraction, a women who smiled when she insulted him, a woman who avoided him.

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