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                    the Michael Collins' Anthology

   Warning: This story contains frank discussions of a sexually
   explicit nature, and is intended for mature audiences only.

   Disclaimer: The persons depicted in this story are entirely
   fictional. Any similarities are completely coincidental.
   References to actual places, companies, or organizations are used
   strictly for artistic reference to provide realism. In other
   words, none of this is true.

   Copyright (c) 1999-2001 CyberCzar. You may download this story
   for your own personal use; but please don't share it with anyone.
   If you think someone else might be interested in this story,
   please forward their request to me.

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Upgrades

   Michael awoke to find himself standing upright, naked; next to
   the table. Julie was again, sitting at her keyboard. It was
   daylight outside, and Dr. Carson was standing behind him; his
   hands in Michael's back.

   "What happened?" he asked.

   "Good afternoon!" he said, poking his head around from behind his
   back.

   "What time is it?" he asked.

   "It's 4:14pm."

   "Fuck! What about work?"

   "Shhhh," Julie said. "I called you in sick with the flu."

   "How long have I been out?"

   "For about 14 hours," Dr. Carson told him.

   "What did you do to me?" he asked.

   "We gave you some upgrades," Julie said pushing herself towards
   him.

   "I thought you went to sleep," he asked her.

   She walked up to Michael and ran her hands down his arms. "I
   tried to," she said. "But I couldn't sleep. I walked downstairs
   looking for you and noticed Dr. Carson here working on you so I
   offered to help."

   "You've got a wonderful woman here, Michael." Dr. Carson said,
   closing the access panel in my back.

   "Wanna see all that we've given you?" Julie asked gleefully.

   "Sure."

   She sat back down at her computer, and plugged in a small box
   with a flexible antenna to our hub for our home network.

   She pressed some keys then all of a sudden I was able to move
   again.

   "Wow!" he said, surprised. "How did you do that?"

   "I've fitted you with a wireless Ethernet transceiver," Dr.
   Carson said. "Pull up your diagnostics window and look at the
   dmesg boot history."

   Michael did as he suggested and found the logfile. He hadn't
   noticed it before, but it revealed many wondrous things!

   Copyright (c) 1982, 1986, 1989, 1991, 1993
   The Regents of the University of California. All rights reserved.
   DBSD 4.0-MOPCA+DARPA #2: Mon Jan 5 06:54:39 GMT 2000
   jrc@mocpa.berkeley.darpa.gov:/usr/src/sys/compile/MOPCA
   CPU0: Motorola MC68240 (666.67-MHz CPU)
   CPU1: Motorola MC68240 (666.67-MHz CPU)
   CPU2: Motorola MC68240 (666.67-MHz CPU)
   CPU3: Motorola MC68240 (666.67-MHz CPU)
   CPU4: Motorola MC68240 (666.67-MHz CPU)
   CPU5: Motorola MC68240 (666.67-MHz CPU)
   CPU6: Motorola MC68240 (666.67-MHz CPU)
   CPU7: Motorola MC68240 (666.67-MHz CPU)
   Origin = "Motorola" Id = 0xff2

   Total SMP Processor Speed: 5.34GHz
   real memory = 4294967296 (4194304K bytes)
   Preloaded elf kernel "vmunix" at 0xffffffffa0
   Probing for devices on PCMCIA bus 0:
   cel0: <Motorola Pocket CelModem> rev 0x00 int c irq 9 on
   pcmcia0.9.0
   Probing for devices on PCI bus 0:
   xwl0: <3Com Wireless 3c905B-TX Fast Etherlink XL> rev 0x24 int a
   irq 11 on pci0.11.0
   xwl0: Ethernet address: 00:10:5a:09:d1:71
   xwl0: autoneg complete, link status good (half-duplex, 2Mbps)
   Probing for devices on PCI bus 1:
   raid0: <DARPA RAID50 2Tb Array> rev 0x00 int a irq 10 on pci 10.1
   raid0.0: <DARPA MICRO RAID5 128Gb Array: SCSI FWD> rev 0x02 int b
   irq 10 on pci1.10.1.0
   raid0.1: <DARPA MICRO RAID5 128Gb Array: SCSI FWD> rev 0x02 int c
   irq 10 on pci1.10.1.1
   raid0.2: <DARPA MICRO RAID5 128Gb Array: SCSI FWD> rev 0x02 int d
   irq 10 on pci1.10.1.2
   raid0.3: <DARPA MICRO RAID5 128Gb Array: SCSI FWD> rev 0x02 int e
   irq 10 on pci1.10.1.3
   raid0.4: <DARPA MICRO RAID5 128Gb Array: SCSI FWD> rev 0x02 int f
   irq 10 on pci1.10.1.4
   raid0.5: <DARPA MICRO RAID5 128Gb Array: SCSI FWD> rev 0x02 int b
   irq 10 on pci1.10.1.5
   raid0.6: <DARPA MICRO RAID5 128Gb Array: SCSI FWD> rev 0x02 int c
   irq 10 on pci1.10.1.6
   raid0.7: <DARPA MICRO RAID5 128Gb Array: SCSI FWD> rev 0x02 int d
   irq 10 on pci1.10.1.7
   raid0.8: <DARPA MICRO RAID5 128Gb Array: SCSI FWD> rev 0x02 int e
   irq 10 on pci1.10.1.8
   raid0.9: <DARPA MICRO RAID5 128Gb Array: SCSI FWD> rev 0x02 int f
   irq 10 on pci1.10.1.9
   raid0.a: <DARPA MICRO RAID5 128Gb Array: SCSI FWD> rev 0x02 int b
   irq 10 on pci1.10.1.a
   raid0.b: <DARPA MICRO RAID5 128Gb Array: SCSI FWD> rev 0x02 int c
   irq 10 on pci1.10.1.b
   raid0.c: <DARPA MICRO RAID5 128Gb Array: SCSI FWD> rev 0x02 int d
   irq 10 on pci1.10.1.c
   raid0.d: <DARPA MICRO RAID5 128Gb Array: SCSI FWD> rev 0x02 int e
   irq 10 on pci1.10.1.d
   raid0.e: <DARPA MICRO RAID5 128Gb Array: SCSI FWD> rev 0x02 int f
   irq 10 on pci1.10.1.e
   raid0.f: <DARPA MICRO RAID5 128Gb Array: SCSI FWD> rev 0x02 int b
   irq 10 on pci1.10.1.f
   Probing for devices on aux bus 0:
   bus0: <Systems Bus: Audio Input Subsystem> on aux0
   bus1: <Systems Bus: Visual Input Subsystem> on aux0
   bus2: <Systems Bus: Audio Output Subsystem> on aux0
   bus3: <Systems Bus: Speech Control Subsystem> on aux0
   bus4: <Systems Bus: Power Control Subsystem> on aux0
   bus5: <Systems Bus: Fluid Waste Processing Subsystem> on aux0
   bus6: <Systems Bus: Solid Waste Processing Subsystem> on aux0
   bus7: <Systems Bus: Motor Control Subsystem: Head> on aux0
   bus8: <Systems Bus: Motor Control Subsystem: Neck> on aux0
   bus9: <Systems Bus: Motor Control Subsystem: Shoulder: Left> on
   aux0
   busa: <Systems Bus: Motor Control Subsystem: Shoulder: Right> on
   aux0
   busb: <Systems Bus: Motor Control Subsystem: Limbs: Left Arm> on
   aux0
   busc: <Systems Bus: Motor Control Subsystem: Limbs: Right Arm> on
   aux0
   busd: <Systems Bus: Motor Control Subsystem: Chest> on aux0
   buse: <Systems Bus: Motor Control Subsystem: Waist and Hip> on
   aux0
   busf: <Systems Bus: Motor Control Subsystem: Pelvis> on aux0
   bus10: <Systems Bus: Motor Control Subsystem: Limbs: Left Leg> on
   aux0
   bus11: <Systems Bus: Motor Control Subsystem: Limbs: Right Leg>
   on aux0
   bus12: <Systems Bus: Guidance Control Subsystem> on aux0
   bus13: <Systems Bus: Balance Control Subsystem> on aux0
   bus14: <Systems Bus: Diagnostic Control Subsystem> on aux0
   bus15: <Systems Bus: External Control Interface Subsystem> on
   aux0
   bus16: <Systems Bus: Memory Review and Playback Subsystem> on
   aux0
   bus17: <Systems Bus: Logic and Reasoning Subsystem> on aux0
   bus18: <Systems Bus: Ego Subsystem> on aux0
   bus19: <Systems Bus: Conscious Subsystem> on aux0
   bus1a: <Systems Bus: Autonomic Subsystem> on aux0
   bus1b: <Systems Bus: Unconscious Subsystem> on aux0
   bus1c: <Systems Bus: Communications Control Subsystem> on aux0
   bus1d: <Systems Bus: Self Awareness Control Subsystem> on aux0
   bus1e: <Systems Bus: Self Protection Control Subsystem> on aux0
   bus1f: <Systems Bus: Personality Control Subsystem> on aux0
   npx0 on motherboard
   npx0: INT 16 interface
   Now mounting volumes:
   / on /dev/raid0a ... SUCCESSFUL
   /usr on /dev/raid0c ... SUCCESSFUL
   /var on /dev/raid0d ... SUCCESSFUL
   /tmp on /dev/raid0e ... SUCCESSFUL
   /proc on /dev/proc0 ... SUCCESSFUL
   /Michael on /dev/raid0f ... SUCCESSFUL
   /Michael/bin on /dev/raid0g ... SUCCESSFUL
   /Michael/memory on /dev/raid0h ... SUCCESSFUL
   /Michael/memory/shortterm on /dev/raid0i ... SUCCESSFUL
   /Michael/memory/longterm on /dev/raid0j ... SUCCESSFUL
   /Michael/etc on /dev/raid0k ... SUCCESSFUL
   /Michael/proc on /dev/proc1 ... SUCCESSFUL
   /home on /dev/raid0l ... SUCCESSFUL
   /Michael/config on /dev/raid0m ... SUCCESSFUL
   /Michael/dumps on /dev/raid0n ... SUCCESSFUL
   /Michael/debug on /dev/raid0o ... SUCCESSFUL
   /Micahel/corebin on /dev/raid0p ... SUCCESSFUL
   /Michael/systemdata on /dev/raid0q ... SUCCESSFUL
   /DMOPCA on /dev/raid0r ... FAILED: mountpoint nonexistent
   /DMOPCA/instructions on /dev/raid0s ... FAILED: mountpoint
   nonexistent
   /DMOPCA/memory on /dev/raid0t ... FAILED: mountpoint nonexistent
   Now starting daemons...
   bootstrap ... SUCCESSFUL
   vmmanager ... SUCCESSFUL
   gpsd ... SUCCESSFUL
   inetd ... SUCCESSFUL
   michaeld ... SUCCESSFUL
   dmopca ... FAILED: path not found

   "Michael Collins" Auxilliary Personality ... LOADED
   Michael Collins Personality
   Copyright (c) 1997 Defense Advanced Research Projects Agency
   CLASSIFIED - NOT FOR EXPORT
   Initializing Audio Input Subsystem
   Initializing Video Input Subsystem
   Initializing Audio Output Subsystem
   Initializing Speech Control Subsystem
   Initializing Power Control Subsystem
   Initializing Fluid Waste Processing Subsystem
   Initializing Solid Waste Processing Subsystem
   Initializing Motor Control Subsystem: Head
   Initializing Motor Control Subsystem: Neck
   Initializing Motor Control Subsystem: Shoulder Left
   Initializing Motor Control Subsystem: Shoulder Right
   Initializing Motor Control Subsystem: Limbs: Left Arm
   Initializing Motor Control Subsystem: Limbs: Right Arm
   Initializing Motor Control Subsystem: Chest
   Initializing Motor Control Subsystem: Waist and Hip
   Initializing Motor Control Subsystem: Pelvis
   Initializing Motor Control Subsystem: Limbs: Left Leg
   Initializing Motor Control Subsystem: Limbs: Right Leg
   Initializing Guidance Control Subsystem
   Initializing Balance Control Subsystem
   Initializing Diagnostic Control Subsystem
   Initializing External Control Interface Subsystem
   Initializing Memory Review and Playback Subsystem
   Initializing Logic and Reasoning Subsystem
   Initializing Ego Subsystem
   Initializing Conscious Subsystem
   Initializing Autonomic Subsystem
   Initializing Unconscious Subsystem
   Initializing Communications Control Subsystem
   Initializing Self Awareness Control Subsystem
   Initializing Self Protection Control Subsystem
   Initializing Personality Control Subsystem

   ALL SYSTEMS FUNCTIONING WITHIN ESTABLISHED PARAMETERS

   Power: Bus 0: 47.974 vdc
   Power: Bus 1: -48.1 vdc
   Power: Bus 2: 24.2 vdc
   Power: Bus 3: -21.675 vdc
   Power: Bus 4: 12.01 vdc
   Power: Bus 5: -12.0 vdc
   Power: Bus 6: 5.25 vdc
   Power: Bus 7: -4.9875vdc
   Power: Bus 8: 117.14 vac
   Power: Bus 9: 117.13 vac

   CPU0 Temp: 98.6 deg. F
   CPU1 Temp: 98.5 deg. F
   CPU2 Temp: 99.2 deg. F
   CPU3 Temp: 98.7 deg. F
   CPU4 Temp: 98.6 deg. F
   CPU5 Temp: 98.6 deg. F
   CPU6 Temp: 98.7 deg. F
   CPU7 Temp: 99.0 deg. F

   Fluid Reservoir: 0%
   Seminal Reservoir: 100%
   Solid Waste Reservoir: 1%
   Hydraulic Pressure: Nominal
   Oil Pressure: Nominal

   % Free Disk: 87
   % Free Memory: 76

   Est. Months Remaining Before Memory Reindex: 36

   Sending Android WakeUp Signal..........

   "I'm looking at it now," he said. "It looks complicated."

   "You're a complicated being," Dr. Carson told him.

   "Some things failed." he said, noticing the several FAILED lines
   in the file.

   "I know. I removed the combat personality," Dr. Carson said.

   "You've also upgraded my CPUs," he said.

   "Yes, tripling your processing power. But just in your core. Your
   subsystems still have their originals."

   "What's the cel0 device for?"

   "Ah!" Julie said. "That's my favorite! Watch."

   She picked up their phone and dialed a number.

                          INCOMING VOICE CALL

   ...Flashed in green in front of him.

   "Woah," he said out loud. "How do I answer it?"

   "Just think about answering the phone and it should stop
   ringing."

   He did as Dr. Carson suggested.

   "Hello," he said out loud.

   "You don't need to speak out loud to answer your phone," she told
   him. "Your audio input, output, and speech control subsystems are
   tied into the phone."

   Julie hung up the phone, and hooked up our old Sportster modem.

   "Now, check this out," she said grinningly as he heard the modem
   dial.

                          INCOMING DATA CALL

   ...Flashed in green, in his field of view.

   A small terminal window appeared in front of him.

   Julie entered some keystrokes and logged in.

   He could see everything she was typing. It was fantastic! Then,
   before he knew it, Julie had accessed my maintenance and
   diagnostic systems and without warning, he was standing on one
   leg.

   "Hey!" he said disgruntled. "I don't think I like this."

   "You can set it not to auto-answer if you wish," Dr. Carson said.
   "In fact, I recommend that. Also, be careful what you use it for;
   it is a cellphone, and you will receive the bill. It's more
   designed for emergency communications."

   "What's gpsd," Michael asked - looking back over the logfile.

   "I installed a GPS Receiver in your back," Dr. Carson said. "Now
   you'll never get lost!"

   "Cool."

   "Wanna surf the Internet," he asked.

   "How?"

   "Well, your cell-modem will give you a 33.6kbps PPP connection to
   your ISP; but your built-in Ethernet transceiver is connecting
   you to your home LAN here, too. Think about surfing the Internet
   and watch what happens."

   Michael did as instructed and mentally thought about surfing the
   Internet. A window appeared, somewhat blocking his vision.

   "Netscape Navigator!" he said cheerfully. "But how?"

   "It's open-source now," he said. "I compiled it for your
   architecture and added the necessary interface hooks to its API.
   Go to an address!"

   Michael thought about going to Yahoo!. Almost immediately the
   webpage loaded.

   "That was fast," he said.

   "Yeah, you're tied into your cablemodem here at the house."

   "Awesome! Any other surprises," Michael asked; closing the
   window.

   "In due time," Dr. Carson replied.

   Michael reached for my pants which were set on the table, put
   them on, and walked upstairs.

   Julie and Dr. Carson followed him upstairs shortly after he left
   the basement.

   "Can I fix you something Doctor," Michael asked as he and Julie
   entered the kitchen.

   "A ham and cheese sandwich would be fine, thank you."

   "Julie?" he inquired, turning to face her.

   "Nothing for me, hon." she replied.

   He prepared Dr. Carson's meal, and brought it into the living
   room where he and Julie were talking. As he handed him his plate,
   he sat down on his chair and listened.

   Dr. Carson was explaining to Julie the principals of his design.

   While still listening to them, he got up to look out the backdoor
   into the yard. There were squirrels chasing each other over a
   fresh layer of lightly packed snow.

   "Is everything all right," Julie said; getting up and placing her
   hand on his shoulder.

   "I was just wondering; why me?" he said aloud, turning to face
   Dr. Carson.

   "What do you mean?" he replied.

   "What made you come up with me?" he retorted.

   Dr. Carson sighed for a moment, setting his plate down on the
   coffee table. "Come over here and sit down," he said; patting the
   couch next to him motioning for Michael to come over.

   He sat down next to him, leaning over and resting his arms on my
   legs.

   "You are capable of much grander things," he told him. "I didn't
   want to see you blown up in Kosovo or some bullshit war like
   that. Had your project not been canceled, you would have
   certainly been sent over there."

   "But I don't know what's real anymore," he told him.

   He moved to put his arm around his waist and pulled Michael in
   closer to him.

   "You are real! Your life is real," he said. "I gave you some
   minimal memories and broad direction. You've made your life your
   own."

   Julie came over to sit down next to him. Jonas removed his arm as
   Julie's took his place, pulling Michael close to her this time.

   "Honey, I love you," she said. "I loved you before we found out
   who and what you were. This fact doesn't change anything."

   "But I'm a machine!" he said loudly. "How can you love a
   toaster?"

   Dr. Carson got up and stood in front of me. "Stop thinking like
   that," he ordered. "I'm a machine, too." he said.

   "What?"

   "So is Julie," he continued, waving his hands theatrically.
   "Humans are nothing more than a different kind of machine. I'm
   bio-electrical, you just happen to be electro-mechanical."

   He was right, of course.

   "Look, kids, I've got to head back to Tennessee; but I think
   you're ready for the next level, Michael." he told him.

   Michael got up and walked with him to the door.

   "Thanks again for all you've done for me," I told him. "Will I
   ever see you again?"

   "Probably not," he said. "I've got cancer, and it's terminal."

   They hugged for what seemed like a long time, and slowly Dr.
   Carson turned and walked down the steps. Michael followed him and
   his car with his eyes as he drove away. He felt a rush of sadness
   pour over him as I saw him leave.

   He went back inside, sat down in his chair, and turned on the
   television. He wasn't really watching anything that was on, but
   was pondering the events which had happened in his life the past
   week.

   Julie came back into the living room sometime later and sat down
   in his. She wrapped her arms around his neck, reached over, and
   kissed him on the cheek.

   "You are so handsome when you're unplugged," she told him.

   "Uh, thank you, I suppose."

   She got up and walked into the other room. When she returned, she
   had their pillows from the bed, and several blankets.

   "What are you doing with those?" he asked her as she unfolded the
   sofa bed in the living room.

   "I thought we'd stay in here and watch a movie," she continued,
   laying the blanket on top.

   "What movie did you have in mind?"

   "I was thinking The Companion," she said.

   The Companion, was a story about a recluse author who purchases
   an android for companionship for her while she retreats to the
   wilderness to work on her book, and get over her boyfriend.
   Things go awry when she reprograms her android to go beyond it's
   programming.

   "Are you hinting at something here?" he asked her.

   She finished getting the bed ready and pulled him out of his
   chair.

   Next, she took her shirt and shorts off and got down in the bed.
   Michael followed her lead, and took off his pants, and got in.
   She started the movie and snuggled up next to him as it started.

   They started to watch the movie. Michael had never seen it
   before, but thought it was kind of interesting.

   About an hour into the movie, the two principal characters, a
   female author and the male companion android, began to make love.
   Julie, who up to this point has had her head rested against
   Michael's chest as her hand stroked his torso, let her right hand
   follow down his body until she gently grabbed the head of his
   cock in her fingers.

   "Woah," he said out loud, feeling a wave of pleasure rush over.

   "What?" she asked. Michael could see her hand underneath the
   blanket, masturbating.

   "That feels good," he told her as my cock began to get stiff.

   She got under the covers and maneuvered herself to his groin.

   He could feel her hair brush against his abdomen, tickling him.
   The next thing he knew, she guided his stiff cock into her mouth
   and wrapped her lips around it. He could feel her tongue lick his
   shaft as she took his entire cock into her mouth.

   With Michael's cock fully enveloped by her lips, she massaged his
   balls as she continued to give him a blowjob there, on the bed,
   in the living room.

   Faster and faster her mouth moved up and down his piston to a
   rhythmic beat until he was brought to a point where he couldn't
   hold off any longer.

   "I'm coming," Michael whispered; his synthetic spew flowing into
   her mouth.

   Wave after wave; his seminal pumped, primed from before, fed
   Julie's hungry mouth with his SynChem jism.

   "Mmmm," she moaned, swallowing the last drop. "It tastes
   different," she said. "Like when we first made love!"

   She took his semi-hard penis back in her mouth and slowly
   suckled. Her tongue licking his entire head. The sensations
   Michael felt were both intense and pleasurable, unlike nothing
   he'd felt before.

   When she finished, she crawled back up to lay next to him and
   they watched the rest of the movie.

   Of course, the ending somewhat disturbed him! Granted, the
   android character went totally ballistic, but did the main
   character really have to blow him in half? Michael couldn't help
   but shiver with discontent at watching that scene.

   He and Julie fell asleep together, there on the sofa bed. That
   evening was the first time he had actually slept since becoming
   self-aware of being an android, and to him, it felt refreshing.

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