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Priority
one.”
    As soon as her request was made a rectangular
bed slid out from the seemingly smooth wall. The bed was cushioned
in a firm, warm baby blue gelatin. A hatch in the ceiling opened
and down dropped a metallic ball dotted with blue and red lights
which flew over to hover suspended a full two meters above the
bed.
    The solid bodied redhead turned around saying
“Oliver, please lay down on that bed… Er. Here, do as I do.” She
brought him over and demonstrated what she meant by laying down and
got back up.
    Oliver enjoyed her bright smile, liking it
for she seemed much more pleasant. It made her many freckles around
the nose and cheeks stand out. Better than when she doesn’t smile.
He turned, sat, twisted and laid his long body out.
    “ Scoot up a bit. Your feet
are hanging off the edge of the bed.” With a little more scooting
he fit. “Now just lay there for a few minutes and try not to move.
I need to go change and will be back soon. Until then, stay on the
bed.”
    “ No move.” Sparky’s telepathic mind clarified within
him.
    Oliver didn’t seem the least concerned a
giant lizard was in his mind and understood nodding as Stephanie
taught “Yes. No Move. Renee safe yes?”
    “ Yes.” Sparky replied sitting with his long thin tail wrapping around
his body. Neck arched and watched with curiosity.
    “ Start program.” Renee told
the room and Oliver held very still as light began hurting his eyes
so he closed them.
    She then left to enter an adjacent room, her
personal quarters. With a touch of her thumb and index finger she
ran them down a silvery strip between her breasts. The movement was
necessary to release the seams keeping her seamless skintight suit
together without having to resort to cutting it off with a laser,
ruining the expensive suits. She sighed in relief as the skintight,
rubbery metallic suit let her girls run free. She sat the now
somewhat clean top, having dust removed when aiding Oliver in
bathing together in the shower, in a chute that went nowhere. It
was only used to sterilize and clean clothes and fold them. White
gloves that went just past her wrist remained on as she ran her
fingers down both hips to loosen her pants. Threw them in along
with gloves and boots. She closed the lid and started the cleaner
to walk in her own shower.
    Renee’s thoughts melted away as she cleaned
up. All her sweat was cleaned off and felt like a new woman again.
Her curious mind couldn’t get off the fact of their latest
discovery, that and Stephanie’s uncanny intuition. If not for her,
Renee knew full well, Oliver may never have been discovered. His
life already was tragic enough having amnesia. True amnesia. He
quite literally lost everything.
    Renee may have been annoyed to no end how he
latched onto her, but was heartbroken to consider how alone he was.
She could feel it though her abilities. Everything was new and
confusing for him, but he had yet to realize what she did. To lose
who you are is the gravest crime not even the cruelest bandits
would wish on an enemy. It was worse than death.
    The nastiest part is there still remained no
cure for amnesia, let alone what had been done to him. Brain cells
could regenerate. Memories, not so much.
    Or a sicker idea, he volunteered to be wiped
clean.
    Renee shivered that thought away while
hitting the drying button and was near instantly dry, even her long
red hair. She stepped out, tucked her bouncing girls into their
boulder-holders, slid into a pair of panties, pants and a light
blue top before sliding into metallic soled slippers. It was
mandatory for her wear should she need to work in zero gravity on a
large patient, her feet would stick to the ground. She then went by
her nightstand, grabbed a silver hair ring that pulled all the
strands up into a high fiery ponytail. It accentuated her pointy
ears as well as exposed her creamy neck artfully tattooed with
winding green vines that covered her entire back, dotted with
flowers and full of