None of us could have guessed how well your memory would adapt to the receptors in your new body. We can't give you intensity of feelings, those your ...wn memory provide." I'm not sure I understand that," I suggested."Okay, a penis in your mouth produces the same feeling exactly on each of the strokes. The first and the last are exactly the same. All the ones in between are exactly the same as well. However your computer processes those feelings along with your memories of how it felt back in. The would-be burglar was moaning loud from the back seat as they straddled and fucked someone below. My heart sank as the realisation hit me, of course I couldn't find them, they were inside.The moans grew louder and all I could do was listen, not knowing how to approach, what to say, almost in disbelief and hoping it was another party couple finding an unlocked car to fuck in, but closer I went as I made my way around in the darkness and stood next to the window.Neither had even noticed I was. ...............Something hit her in the side and she was being carried through the air by, by, a flying man????Her head ached and spun in disbelief and awe as she gasped for breath and tried to find something she could fix her eyes on. The suddenly the ground raced toward her. She felt herself gently place on the ground and lowered to her side as the shock of what had just happened mad her pass out for a couple of minutes.When she came to things were a bit of a blur but there was a bright. I am walking down the hall and get tackled from behind, forcing me into the boy’s bathroom. I curse myself for not being as observant as I was in my past life. The last time I was 15, there was no way somebody could have tackled me unaware.Shane, Greg and Brad are already in the bathroom. The kid that knocked me through the door is Justin, their friend. Following Justin into the bathroom is Glen. That makes five of them against me. In my last life, in my prime, the best I ever did was fight.
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