Driving my cabtron, I decided to stop for a bite to eat at this sandwich dispencer it was like any other day accept extremely busy on the streets. I parked my cabtron and went inside, and out of the hostess work area walks this tall and handsome dark haired, green eyes and thick olive skinned simulator of a man. He caught my eyes and ask if I wanted to sit by a window.

‘Yes thank you.”

“Follow me, Miss.”

I thought, gee are they serving him up for lunch today, I had been without companionship for so long that I was thinking of dating a simulator, at least I would not have the hassel or one liners that human men would display and he was programable.

He brought me water, and I kept my eyes on his tightly fitted wife beater, he had bi-ceps and a smile that would melt an egg on a hot day. The black apron he was wearing was tightly fitted around thoes jeans, I was really taken by surprise by him.

“Whats your name simulator?”

“Marcus 1257 at your service , are you ready to order?”

“Yes.”