Ones and Twos Ch. 3
After the drink with his friend, the last drink they’d ever have together, Morty returned home. He wanted to take a shower and get to bed. He still had to get up early for work the next morning. He swiped his card outside the dingy apartment complex and walked up two flights of stairs and down the hall. He swiped his card at his door and it slid open. His apartment was ten feet long, five feet wide, and seven feet tall. It had one bed against a side wall, a rack with some clothes hung on it, and a pile of clutter in one corner of the room. Morty stripped his clothes off and grabbed his towel that was hanging on the rack and wrapped it around his waist. He took his clothes down the hall to the laundry chute and threw them in. Then he walked to the end of the hall where the community bathroom was and into the open shower. Debbie, his 55 year old next door neighbor was already taking a shower and she said hi as he walked in.
“Hey Deb, how’s the water?”
“Nice tonight, looks like they fixed the water heater.”
“Finally.”
“I know.”
Morty hung his towel at the door and walked to the shower head nearest Debbie and turned it on. There was a time, when the site of her wet naked body would’ve aroused Morty, even though she was sagging a bit these days, but his little soldier had long since been discharged. Tonight, however, he was feeling pretty good. His body was flowing with endorphins over his coming ascension and apparently, little Willie felt it too.
Debbie also noticed. “Hey there Mort, are we gonna have to file a report again?” she said smiling at him.
Whenever Ones or Two-Ones have sex, they are required by Law to report it to Central Processing. Even though all Ones and Two-Ones are born sterile, except for those born as breeders, there is still a fear of spreading STDs in the working population. If you don’t report all sexual relations, then you forfeit any treatment Central can provide and if you catch a seriously contagious disease, you might even be neutralized. That’s a computer’s way of saying executed.
“Hehe, well I’m feeling pretty good tonight, Deb I gotta say.” Morty thought about it for a moment and decided why the hell not?
“Really? That good huh? Don’t want you to have a heart attack before you get a new one.”
“Oh you’re worth it Deb,” he grinned.
“Oh Morty, you know just how to lift these old bones don’tcha?”
“And you know how to lift mine,” he said thrusting his member forward so that it shook in front of her.
“Oh my.”
He walked over to her and slid his arms around her naked waist, then pressed himself against her.
She gasped and then whispered, “It’s been so long.”
“Probably longer for me,” he whispered back and then kissed her on the lips. They slowly began to fall to the floor and intertwined themselves right there in the shower. They knew it was against the law, but neither of them had ever been in trouble before and they could get off on good behavior.
Just as Morty entered into her, a man walked into the shower and saw them. “Oap,” he said and walked out yelling, “Just knock on my door when you’re done.” The two laughed to each other.