The Cyborg Sophia In Berlin

November 9th, 2010.

The 21st Anniversary of the coming down of the Berlin Wall.

There were some celebrations going on.

Not as many as last year which marked the 20th Anniversary of the Fall of the Berlin Wall and the end of the Cold War.

But then Sophia wasn't around last year.

At least not as a cyborg anyway- part human and part robot.

She had no memory of her life prior to her coming alive in a Moscow lab earlier this fall.

And now she was forced to work for Renfield R. Renfield- the Chief of Security and Intelligence and Espionage For Set Enterprises.

Renfield wasn't with her tonight in Berlin.

He was recovering in a London hospital from a mishap involving a firewalking experiment gone horribly wrong during a motivational seminar he was leading.

But as Sophia stood there in her white dress and black leather boots and fur coat, she was glad Renfield wasn't here.

She found him to be a pain in the ass.

She wouldn't have minded if Amadeus Emanon had been here.

But Amadeus was performing Chopin on the piano tonight in a special concert at Saint Martin's In The Fields Church in London.

So Sophia was here by herself.

Sent here to seduce someone on Renfield's orders.

She looked.

There was former Soviet President Mikhail Gorbachev quietly eating a Bavarian sausage and sauerkraut that he had purchased from a Berlin street vendor.

But it wasn't Gorbachev that Sophia had been sent here to seduce.

She looked in the other direction.

It was Sir Elton John.

The British singer was here this day recalling a music video he had shot about the Berlin Wall and the Cold War some 25 years earlier.

Why Renfield wanted her to seduce Sir Elton John she did not know.

She approached the British singer.

She lifted up her dress and gave the singer a good shot of her lovely pantyhosed leg.

In hospital in London, Renfield received a text message from Sophia.

The message said, Apparently every November 9th, Sir Elton John doesn't swing in the direction of our team. He chooses to engage in a homosexual liason with some guy who dresses up as the late Kaiser Wilhelm II of Germany who apparently abdicated the German Imperial Throne back on November 9th 1918.

Bloody Hell.

Why hadn't he known that?

Bloody Hell again.

Why had Sophia sent him such a long text message with no abbreviations? Under the terms of his lousy particular mobile phone contract, he'd be paying a fortune in user fees over such a long message.

To be continued.