While Jen and I now have some form of established relationship our interactions did not change much. When we woke up the next morning I only gave her a kiss on the lips before getting up to change. Her cute little face turned red but she still smiled away. I guess this was what she was looking for the most. Although I guess I do feel a bit of a predator as my mind is that of someone over their thirties. So, I am not sure what to think about myself. Should I call the FBI and have them arrest me? 

Well, either way, I am happy. I am in no hurry to rush things with Jen. If I feel the urge I can always just rub one out in the bathroom. Speaking of bathrooms I need to figure out how I am going to do a proper septic system. I guess I can always just hook up a few pipes that run down into a massive cavern. As long as it can not seep into the ground water it should be fine. I can even use phase energy to clean it later as well. I will have to add a few things but I think when it’s done it will be pretty sanitary. From what I know, a normal-sized septic tank can last two to three years with four people. Less if they are always home.

If that is the case, if I dig one that is thirty feet by thirty feet we should be able to last almost six years with six or more people. Plus, I will also need to get a water source as well. A few wells. With the water pumping out normally, we can fill quite a few tanks of water every day. Water filtration systems would be good to…. So much to do! But first, we need some decent furnishings. 

This was why Jen and I were taking a bus to the city center. There were a few stores I wanted to hit up. Each one was on its own, so messing up the cameras and walking in and taking things will work out pretty well. As long as we have enough to last a while, we will not need to restock any time soon. I planned to pick up a washer and dryer, too. Being so far down below ground will give us the ability to use these things without being spotted. This was what humans did during my previous life. They ran underground and built these huge underground cities. 

I can also do this if I were to stock up enough but we will need to make sure rules are applied. There were not many rules in the cities before, so crime ran rampant. The biggest thing was the sex trade and you would see girls of all ages being pimped out. It was not a pretty site. It was not an 18+ community but more of as long as they could give birth; they were made into slaves. 

The battlefields were also filled with kids. I saw a few ten to twelve-year-olds losing limbs and their lives while trying to fight the robots. To be honest, as a girl, even if I was over ten years old, I would prefer to be on the battlefield. If you did not have a family you were basically fresh meat to keep the human race alive. 

“Ai, is this the place?” Jen asked as we arrived at a huge furniture store. 

“Yep, but it will be a bit tricky.” This time around, we would need to sneak into the back area. I needed to see if it was possible during the day, or else I would need to do it at night.  “If we can’t get into the warehouse, we will need to come back tonight. This time you can come with me. I need you to pick out our bed.”

Jen immediately blushed at my teasing. But teasing aside, I was telling the truth. Since we would be sharing a bed anyway there was no reason for her not to pick out something she liked. Jen hugged my arm and slipped her hand into mine. This was nothing new. She had done this many times before.

I knocked out the cameras as per the norm before walking into the place. The two of us garnered a lot of strange looks but we still walked around and looked at the furniture. Of course, our little date was ruined when a middle-aged man walked over to us. “How can I help you, ladies, today.”

    “We are just looking,” I spoke flatly. 

    “I see. Is there anything, in particular, you are looking at or are interested in?” The man smiled and continued to try to push some sales. I guess he lived off commission since I did feel like he was trying to make us leave if we said no.

After thinking for a moment, I smiled and said: “Yes, actually, can you show us a bed that the two of us can bounce up and down on? It must be soft as well. I do not want my little wife getting hurt.”

The middle-aged man seemed amused as he smiled. He looked at the two of us and nodded. “It must be good to have such close friends. But I do not recommend jumping on beds. If you fall off you might hurt yourself.”

“Don’t worry, we won’t fall off,” I replied ambiguously. 

“Stop it!” Jen was blushing red; she seemed to get my little joke. It also seemed that by her reaction, even the middle-aged man understood my words. He cleared his throat and did not seem to be able to look at us anymore.

“Okay, I won’t joke around anymore.’ I smiled and looked at the middle-aged man and asked: “I do want a nice big soft bed. Can you show me what you got?”