The owner of the disembodied voice followed
it through the doorway. It was Lisa, her face streaked with tears. She was
still approaching when she began to speak. Her words cut deep and true.
"I've been listening and I believe Sandy
was right when she said I was going to ruin any chance we may have for our
plans to succeed if you and I to become emotionally involved. I don't know what
made me loose sight of our purpose. I was wrong to think you and I could be
friends while you dedicate yourself to the impossible task we have asked you to
do."
Lisa was looking straight at me when she
continued, "Geof, I want you to know I will never be forget you. If you
need a friend to lean on, call me. But I also want you to know, I will shun you
forever, if you fail my one request." After a short pause she went on.
"I want you to do what you must, and show our sickened world there is a
salvation. It is in the children we women will bear as the fruit of your
attentions to us. Make love to as many of us as you can, and when you can't
continue, then rest."
"I think it may help you to know that
every one here in this tower will defend you against our fellows in the streets
if they should decide to try and take you by force." Turning back to the
group she asked. "Is there less we can do than defend his life with our
own in return for the service he can render, not only to the few of you, but to
our whole city, and our species as well?"
I could find no words, nor the will, to argue
with her. What she said was true.
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