ROBERT F. YOUNG Robert F. Young whose Adventures of the Last Earthman in His Search for Love appeared inour June 1973 issue is back with a brief and pointed story about a tomorrow in which theby-word is— NO DEPOSITNO REFILL S HE CAME INTO the bedroom and sat down beside him on the bed. Do you want to have sex withme Max Is that why you rang No. Not right away. I wanted to talk to you. Why Partly I guess because I feel alone. I feel alone too. Youre merely reflecting my mood. Isnt that one of my functions To reflect the way you feel I suppose so. Your hair looks lovely tonight. Have you been combing it again Yes. I like the way that little lock falls over your forehead. Like a sun shower. I didnt know there were showers on the sun. There are. Beautiful golden ones. Evidently the fact wasnt included in your data banks. Lots of facts werent included in my data banks. But they contain everything you need to know. You dont need to know about showers on thesun. What was it you wanted to talk to me about Max Something important. I feel like talking anyway and theres something I should tell you. Tell me then Max. I dont really have to tell you ahead of time. I dont really have to tell you at all. Im notbound to by law or even by a moral code. But somehow I feel compelled to. I guess living withyou all these months has caused me to feel well obligated toward you. Thats silly Max. You dont owe me anything. I know. I guess I must be growing old. Or maybe I