Programmed for Love

by Lyonne Riley

Is it just me, or did he glance at me for the splittest of seconds while he got in line for food?

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“Did you get enough to eat today?” he asks.

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“Are you all right, Lela?” D asks me, setting down the tablet. I spin around. “Huh? Oh, um, I’m fine.” “I noticed that your heat emissions are high.” God. He can tell how hot my body is getting being this close to him?

“You have always been kind to me, and I appreciate that about you.” It’s a little sad, hearing him say this. So it does get under his skin when people like Marc joke about strangling him, and he just doesn’t show it. “You deserve kindness and respect, just like anyone else.”

Aw

“I find humans incredibly fascinating,” he says, and his eyes never stray from mine. “Your brain is marvelous. Dreams are a great example: it is processing information obtained during your waking hours through subliminal means.” Sometimes it’s not so subliminal. “I guess humans are okay,” I say. “But what makes us special can also make us do terrible things, too.” At this, D nods solemnly. “That is a trait uniquely human.”

“I’m not entirely sure how to proceed. I know that humans have... customs, around these kinds of things. But I was not programmed with protocols for precisely how to navigate them.”

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“Sensually, you taste good.

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“We experience arousal, too. When there’s something to be aroused for.”

Is this what the young people are calling "RIZZ"

“Ribbed for your pleasure,”

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