They are getting on the strange, heavy duty bus, through the airlock-like station. The inside was surprisingly stylish, and comfortable, with such interior, like on airplanes had been back in his time. The vehicle was quite large, was providing spacious place for 30-40 passengers.
“Welcome onboard!” stepped a robot to them. She – for Dominick seemed more feminine, than masculine – was even more robotic, than Kile “Please, take a seat, in row 7, on place A, and B. Where would you like to go?”
“Chertanovo Yuzhnoye” Viktoria answered.
“For two persons, forty-two mondials, please”
Viktoria payed with some kind of pendrive-like device, then with Dominick she went to the 7th row, and took their places.
“We are in Russia?” he asked then.
“We are in was once been Russia” she answered “The professor’s laboratory is in a place, which once was Vidnoye, on the perimeter of the old Moscow, but now is merged totally with it. Chertanovo Yuzhnoye is a district of Moscow, which is one of the largest cities on Earth now.
“Ah, I see” he nodded “And what about mondial?” he asked.
“In the twenty-fifties, a new global currency emerged, initiated by the then Canada, which replaced gradually all of the national currencies by two thousand eighty-five” she explained “I know, that it is originated from the old French language, but I don’t know what mondial was originally meaning?”
Dominick nodded, that he understood, then he sat there deep in his thoughts.
Her answer, about the professor, was interesting.
On the one hand, that meant, that she had some freedom, to decide what she would like, and what she doesn’t would like to do. And, also, Dominick thought, that she had some morality. For some reason, she didn’t feel right to gave out the professor’s weaknesses, or perversities. On the other hand, the professor had total authority above her, at least, in some topics, especially, which had some relation to him.
But, that also could mean, that she afraid, if she admit, that the professor had done some sexual with her, Dominick could might thought, that he had authority to use her for his sexual purposes.
“Are you afraid” he turned to her “that, if I would know, that the professor rapes you, I would feel the right to abuse you as well?”