1. Miracles "Puppeteers." Part 3: Back to the future. Chapter 5
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In the small hall of the hotel restaurant, where Alex was staying, it was not crowded. More precisely, there was almost no one here. In addition to him, at the bar with a glass of whiskey missed a fat man of about thirty, and the synthetics serving him was a waiter dressed in a gray uniform ... Alex had seen synthetics for the first time near. Even a person very far from robotics could have guessed that it was an artificial creation. A glossy physiognomy that does not express emotions, sometimes only showing a “working” smile, the same empty gaze of luminous eyes that scanned only possible customer requests, a flat body draped into a special suit. Obviously, this robot was a representative of one of the simplest classes of synthetics, performing work that does not require high qualifications. Therefore, the purchase of the hotel apparently allowed herself to the hotel. As a bartender, waiter, synth, as the device was very convenient. Patiently, quickly serve the most demanding customer, do not steal anything, and do not ask for tips. He can even answer questions from guests. True, such communication obviously did not suit the man, who, noticing Alex, having dinner while waiting for Olga, who had gone to negotiate with the Vek company, immediately went to his side.

- Do you mind? - He asked in broken English, coming over the table of our hero.

- No I do not mind. And I speak Russian. studied in St. Petersburg. - imitating a slight Estonian accent, Telegin smiled affably, that is, Kender - sit down

- Balt? This is good - in response, the man also showed a wide smile - and I am from Germany - Michel ... Bear in general ... Let's drink?

Mikhail, who turned out to be a Russian German, had such a view that it was a sin to refuse to drink with such a person.

On the table appeared a full bottle of “Jack Daniels” and a dish with cold cuts, which the executive synthetics brought in a few minutes - the waiter ... For some reason, Mikhail considered that whiskey should be eaten with meat and sausage.

- I treat! - Michel said complacently, pouring whiskey on the tumblers. He did not trust this function. From the outside it looked strange that a German treats an Estonian in a Russian restaurant. But that just can not happen in Moscow.

- I can not understand these Russians - after the first toast for an acquaintance, Michael suddenly declared - they release such robots, and intelligent cars have not learned to do

- In this country there are no equal - I don’t even think to flatter Alex answered - probably to each his own ... Here are the Russians and have succeeded in space exploration and robotics.

- Even the Japanese have bypassed! - said Michael, taking another sip of the American drink ...

And that was really the case. We had to pay tribute to Neuman and his company; in a relatively short time, Vek Corporation made a tremendous leap in the development and introduction of synthetics into human society. Humanoid robots easily coped with many things, helping people to get rid of the routine heavy and sometimes dangerous work.

“So I want to buy myself an android, but not such a one - the German almost dismissively waved towards the synth - the waiter - and this, or rather, one that did not differ from the person ... - I heard that there are similar ...

- Yes, I also read about this - Alex, as befits a “true Estonian”, was restrained and reticent - But they, they say, are fabulously expensive

- Money is not a question ...

As Michael said, he has two small plastics and dye factories in Germany. How these proceedings were in his ownership, the source did not specify. Perhaps this Russian German was in fact a successful businessman and personally made his career.Although according to external data and communication, he was not exactly like a chemist. But the first impression could be deceptive, and it is not necessary to have a special education in order to successfully lead ...

Actually, Alex was not interested. Most intrigued by the request itself Michael. The fact is that if in German business things were going more than wonderful and he didn’t want to change living workers to artificial ones, then in his personal life it was not so cloudless. Michel half a year ago divorced. The former spouse, also by the way, from the family of former Russian Germans, only younger, almost left him bankrupt. But Alex's new acquaintance did not stint on lawyers and expensive lawyers did the almost impossible, proving that the break in relations was due to the woman’s treason. As it was in fact, Michael did not specify, but in any case, according to the terms of the marriage contract, betrayal was one of the reasons why his former pious woman did not get anything.

And now Michael was in search of a new wife. Loneliness disgusted him. Having accidentally read about Vek on the web, he was not interested in synthetics - migrant workers, but more sophisticated robots, the products of the highest standard.

- In their prospectus it was written that such models cannot be distinguished from a person and they have a very high artificial intelligence! And some of them can be programmed in such a way that in everyday life they felt like people ... You can choose the look and parameters yourself ... It is clear that this is a possible embellished advertisement ... Do you believe them? - Michael seemed sobered up a little.

- With such amounts do not joke ...

- So you will help me ... Choose my wife?

- But why me? After all, you have competent lawyers ...

On the face of Michael suddenly appeared guilty expression. What looked a little funny. But Alex kept a smile, expressing utmost attentiveness with all his appearance.

- You see, I am almost incognito here. I do not want anyone in my homeland to know that I have an artificial wife ... And you barely know me and I see that you are a decent guy, and that you understand this topic. And I have an eye for people trained.

- Do not worry. I will choose everything myself, I just need a friend for the company. Still, it's an unusual thing.

“If so,” Alex grunted, “then why not?” When do you want to make a purchase?

- Yes, the sooner the better. The prices are really biting and the initial fee is huge, so that there is an access to negotiations on this type of model, but I am ready to do it today! With you!

“Let's move it over tomorrow,” Alex reasonably suggested, knowing that in such a state they could hardly take on such responsible purchases. Besides, during the coming visit to Vek, he saw his own interests ...

- You're right ... Better tomorrow. But tomorrow, for sure! Do not you perish?

- No ... not lost. I'm interested in myself

- But then let's drink some more!

Alex did not refuse, because Mikhail really had such an appearance that it was a sin not to drink with him.

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Beautiful moments when you get pleasure, comparable to bliss. And these moments Ivan Pavlovich Privalov very much appreciated. Today he made a special holiday for himself to enjoy the company of his beloved passion - Svetlana. And not a simple society, but intimate. The lad stayed at school, the servant was sent on a day off. As a matter of fact, no one would dare to interfere with them, but today Ivan Pavlovich wanted real privacy. And he wanted to do it in his own house.

A young creature, with a thin waist and a guitar oval of the hips, on high legs, pleased him as best she could. And the girl was able to do a lot! The chestnut shock touched his overweight body in various places, her sweet lips running over her shoulders, chest, stomach and lower, forcing Ivan Pavlovich to make voluptuous moans that was not typical of this respectable stern man. And finally, when Sveta, and also Privali himself ...

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