Beautiful Beth

I continued my long and prolix speech at the dinner table, which after weeks of my complete silence seemed eagerly welcome.

"My simple goal is to find Dora once again and forgive her, kiss her hand and offer a complete cessation of hostilities, a truce, and to begin to work on a plan I had that would render us equals. And to effect this parity I would explain to her exactly what I had in mind, as clearly as possible.

I would show her my head band, a slight variation of hers and our one great step forward in some sort of mental parity. But this was only the first small step. I would propose to her that we make our bodies and our beings as similar as possible, in as many ways as possible. This would be a process involving incremental steps and much experimentation, probably taking years to research and implement. But we would work together, hand in hand almost. And this would cement our love and understanding of one another.

We would adopt some of her titanium parts to strengthen our arms and legs and also design metal or plastic organs, hearts and livers perhaps, that would increase our longevity. And we would in return study on how to graft into her a portion of our human genetics, implant into her a human womb so that she could gestate her own baby, a fetus she would feel grow inside her, richly connected to her own neural network so she could experience every aspect of its mental growth and even educate it before birth as any mother would desire.

Then after birth, probably cesarean, she would enjoy all the joys of motherhood, lactation, cuddling, singing lullabies as she watched it grow. Then she could incorporate all the robotic advantages that we would be constantly improving for ourselves, titanium arms and legs and artificial organs at the proper times, making her very own, unique robot child.

This would cement our two species into one.

I can think of ten other ways in which we could consolidate our two worlds and I'm sure you could come up with a hundred others. One would be to graft upon the male robots all the necessary apparatus to impregnate females, both robot and human. They would become loving partners, share the joys of parenthood and shape their offspring into unique individuals.

I would hope this intimate and very private social intercourse would over time obviate the knotty question of telepathy, or at least make it more benign, since strong telepathy, or mind control, can't coexist with an individuals growth.

But I think this plan would succeed, even with Dora, for her past love for me and the fact that she once told me that she wished for nothing more strongly than to be able to make a baby with me the first night we had sex in Japan in her new robot body. She cried and cried after the unsolicited confession with all the strength her heart of mind possessed. So I know that she would leap out of her chair in any room and into my arms with kisses if I proposed such an offer.

This is our way forward and let's everyone of us, in all our abundant free time and enhanced minds put our heads together and spend every free moment working on these myriad possibilities together. Good night".

I was greeted with a resounding round of applause and everyone stood up. I took this opportunity to take both Sarah and Beth by the hand and lead them down the hall to our mutual bedroom.

It was hard to fall asleep with such a clamour of voices only a few rooms away, even after the lively engagement of sex with the both of them, they were both so excited. But I did finally fall asleep, as the talk continued on in the other room, wild with delight at such a novel proposal, and this glimmer of hope and a chance for a true resolution of human destiny.

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