Chapter 213

He'd gotten the call that the orgy in the Main Room was over. He met the two Moonies, freshly washed and fed, outside of the room they'd been given to freshen up in. Both of them were practically glowing from the experience, although they also looked exhausted.

"So? I told you I could get you in, didn't I?" he said, giving them a genial smile he didn't really feel.

Not that they were really paying attention to him. Somehow the Moonies never did. Jordan always expected to be identified out on the street - after all, he was a big man with unusually colored hair - but it was like the couldn't keep both the memory of him and of their experiences... and they always worked more to hold onto the memory of their experiences. Sometimes Jordan wondered if the Moon regularly used a diluted form of the memory d**g just to keep its population under control. That, or these idiots really didn't even think about how he might be important, no matter that he'd gotten them access.