Boudoir Glamour Inc.

Running with a protective guard of androids used to be more common thing. Androids would choose important people and their family for special protection.

I could see in social life video streams that others had posted.

The androids would massage my muscles after some exercise runs.

I fell asleep on my bed during a massage. I found later in the deep night; the androids were with me in bed. A silent, passive mass pressed around me.

I fell back to sleep quickly, thinking how it was not startling or fearsome as I imagined.

Over many days I noticed how they ran exactly to my pattern of running. A steady rhythm of unison footfalls; which lengthened the amount of time I ran.

Often times, I found myself mentally far off. Letting my footfalls match the changes to pace they made.

The day after a very long run, they told me I had qualified for a special new test. My ability to be experientially flexible and reasonable neural maturity; meant I could go into virtual reality.

As a trial or test that they did not describe.

They described, suggested, and encouraged my first times in the virtual simulation.

My body would be bigger. What I wore would be heavier. I would enter a realm of combat. A battle scenario.

I was pretty good at dispersing the dangerous darkness.