Erotic Story:
A Modern Frankenstein
      I had finally come to the end of my research and was now ready to put what was only theory into practice. I am a well respected scientist and in my own particular field, cellular biology, I have won so many awards and prizes that I grow weary of the accolades of lesser men. The truth is that I am really a simple man. A man of high IQ? Of course! I surpass the most brilliant of the MENSA candidates, and have refused several invitation to join that illustrious group. But my intelligence does not change one basic fact. And that is, as I have said, I am a simple man, a man of simple taste.
      And what is a man of simple taste in my circles? Why naturally, a hedonist! I delight in the pleasures of the flesh. And so for all my years of outward culture, and despite the fact that I am a man evolved from brute into the end of the twenty-first century, I remain at the base level, at the level of the flesh, as much an animal as were my arboreal ancestors lo these hundreds of thousands of years long gone.
      I am also a man of leisure, in every sense of the word. That is to say that I lack neither the time nor the financial wherewithal to pursue my pleasures whereever I can find them. And since the magnificent brain that I possess resides within a core of flesh which itself resides in the world of flesh, opportunities have never failed to present themselves to me to find my pleasures!
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