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after he pulled out of the one he’d fucked. She could see his point. The damned things were so impersonal if they weren’t programed for a specific person.
    She shot a glance at her VR system as she paced but shook her head. The last time she’d used it she’d gotten some weird kind of shock. Probably broke the damned thing with overuse.
    She paused, planting a foot on the wall and shoving two fingers inside her sopping pussy. With a guttural growl, she ground her hips and thrust with desperate fingers, the thick scent of her own arousal dizzying. Her slick tissues were lava-hot and swollen, and though her stroking fingers felt so good they weren’t enough. Not nearly enough. She needed more.
    She needed Adin.
    With a mewling cry of frustration, she yanked her fingers free of her aching pussy and shoved away from the wall, stalking to her tech center. She’d had an idea before how to fool Big O but had never been motivated enough to risk her job trying it. Drunk on her own scent, hand dripping with her juices, and pussy clenching emptily with a lust so strong she couldn’t hold still, Neeri decided she’d found her motivation.
    She’d constructed a piece of software that would repeat the previous sleep cycle’s data stream while fooling Big O’s system into believing it was current , hiding the real events going on in a room. She’d only been messing around while fantasizing about slipping into Caveman’s room to bounce on his whopper of a cock or waking up Wildcat Bill for a little chase and scratch, things she was forbidden to do. A software version of making faces behind her boss’s back.
    But now, she was desperate enough to give it a whirl. Calibrating it to reproduce Adin’s entire corridor so Big O wouldn’t catch her on the way there or see her inside his room, she camouflaged the worm so O wouldn’t see it coming and set it loose.
    Now she had to wait. When it was in place and acti vated, it would send her a ping. She started pacing again, keeping her hands away from her tingling body. Touching herself was only making it worse. But her sneaky software took much longer than she’d thought. By the time it finally announced its activation, she’d had to resort to her toys after all. Yet for the first time they didn’t seem to help, only making her need more even after orgasming.
    She’d heard stories of females in full heat taking on crowds of males. She’d thought they were made up but at that moment, with her body burning and aching for a satisfaction that seemed just out of reach, she could see how it might happen. She felt like she could fuck a whole roomful of guys herself.
    But she suspected she only needed the one.
    Neeri didn’t bother to dress. She also didn’t dawdle, though she avoided the main corridors, crawling agilely through service passages only maintenance bots used. Big O wouldn’t be monitoring those unless something was wrong. She was counting on the size and complexity of the facility to protect her—the Orchestrator had his metaphorical hands full running the place and conducting his tests.
    As long as everything ran smoothly and appeared as he expected, Big O wouldn’t see little ol’ Neeri slinking in and out of where she wasn’t supposed to be.
    Grinning to herself, Neeri slipped out of a service duct into the darkened corridor that held Adin’s room. For a moment, she stayed still, crouching by the duct and waiting to see if Big O would see her or if her camouflage software was functioning properly.
    When nothing happened, she grinned wider and stood, reaching above her head and arching her back in a quick stretch before padding down the center of the corridor. She’d never been down in the testing area personally but she knew the layout and occupants well. Looking left to right, she counted rooms beyond the blank white walls and mentally catalogued the residents, smiling a little as she passed some of her favorites.
    Reaching A din’s room, she tapped the