“It’s true,” the Man said to his Brother . “Everything you said is fucking true. The eyes, the blowjob, the, like… I saw the fuckin’ white light and everything. And she was totally cool about it afterwards. Put the glasses back on, winked at me as I walked out and got back to work.” .

The sounds of pleasant classical music echoed through the large rooms , the sound of demurely excited conversation all around .

“I told you so,” said the Brother . “CORE units. They’re something else. I’ve met a few of them, in a bunch of different cities. Try patting her on the ass. They love it.”

“Okay, okay,” their Other Brother chimed in , richly curious , “what is a CORE unit?” .

His Brother explained; “They’re these… people, I think, or maybe they’re androids? I’ve never been able to tell. They look like normal people, but they’re not. You say a CODE word to them and they turn into ravenous sex sluts.” .

Delight lit up the Other Brother’s face . “What is the CODE word?” .

“CORE.” .

The conversation lapsed temporarily . The word carried a weight to it . The atmosphere of the parlor remained warm and ambient .

“If you really wanna have fun with them,” he went on , “try sneaking the word CORE into conversation. It turns them on.”
His breath became heavier .

The Man had been staring off into space for some time .
“I dunno, though, it’s like… When I looked in her eyes... She was a kind of happy that I don’t even have words for. It’s like...

"I wanna be her.”

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