Broken Brakes 18

Laila needs to think. Think carefully. How can she tell Ray that he's not a real person? That he's only her husband's memory ? How can she do that without hurting him? How can she explain ?!
She doesn't know what to do. It's too much ! Do these 'Subjects' have a notion of not being totally human ? Of not bleeding ? Does this ?Ray' knows what kind of a person he is ?
Laila doesn't know. It has never happened before. Nobody knows to whom the Memories go. It's impossible to follow a memory and nobody is allowed of course. She's the only one who was endowed with such a deference. The first and the last. No she understands that this decision was not a very sensible one. Not a good idea at all ! Twisted and weird, is how she feels at the moment.
She knows she has to do something about it. But what ?
She needs to clear her mind. .
She decides to go for a walk.
To the woods.

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Ara smiles to the Man of the Apples. She likes the sound of it... Man of the Apples.
He looks familiar, in a way. Where has she seen that face ? He's so handsome that she can't believe she's not able to figure that out. She would remember the name that goes with a face like that one! She recall being drawn to that man somewhere. Bit where ? And when was this ? She shakes her head. She will remember eventually.

'Hello!...Those apples look great !.. Have you tried them ?'

'Hi !No... Not yet! ' He smiles back, and lowering his arm he walks toward Ara with an apple in his hand.

'Want to try ?'

Ara takes the apple and bites it.

'Mmmmm.... Good!....Really !'

She feels the proximity of the man. His energy. He's full of it. Male energy. She can even smell him. A mixture of pine, grass, moss, sweat and endorphins.
Tantalizing!
She looks at him full on the face. Gray eyes, Greek nose, full sensual lips and a budding beard. He smiles at her while taking the apple from her hand and giving it a bite.
Without warning, he reaches for her waist, and shoving her rudely into his arms, he kisses her passing a bit of the apple from his mouth to hers.
Ara swoons away. She can barely breath, Her heart is beating wildly, her limbs are like jelly. All her will is gone. She would take this man here and now.
She forgets about everything. Off goes Ray, the Mansion, the world ! She's a slave, a lust slave. And she likes it .
And while Theo is fondling her breasts and biting her neck avidly, all of a sudden, she remembers ! This is the Subject ready for implant in Dr. Ben Jamin's surgery room.
She freezes. She never felt so powerful a desire for any other Subject before. Is this a new 'model'?
Ara looses herself from his embrace.

'Wow!.... Wait!... Wait!... Lets stop it! This is going too far and I...'

'Well!... You seem to like it, sweetie !... What's the matter ?!'

He grabs her arm and slides a finger around her lips.

'C'mon pretty !...You want it just as much as me !'

'Yeah!.. But wait!... I don't know what came over me!.. this is going to fast!... I need to...'

She brakes away from his powerful grip, and tries to gain control again.
The crackling of branches and bird wings flapping, distract them.

They quickly turn around at the same time.
Theo worried and afraid, backs off and prepares to fight.
Ara, with a surprised look on her face, tries to smile, but doesn't succeed. She looks innocently with her big green eyes, at the figure approaching.