Suddenly, the odds were getting better for her.Tracy ducked just in time as a volley of rounds from the left vent struck over her head. She waited for...a pause and in a split second rose up and fired a long burst at the vent on the left. She heard an anguished scream as one of her bullets found its target. The solitary gunner in that position stopped firing; the sound of retreating scuffling in the vent was clearly heard. Tracy crawled quickly out from under the overhang and crouching low moved. 'Wrong! You didn't consciously see anyone, but I have the time to remember everything.' The screen said and then it glowed pink with exaggerated smugness."I see, well then what did they look like?" I asked getting annoyed with the way 'I' was actingThe screen started showing several people's faces, and then it went to a split screen with words underneath. 'From what I can tell they're from two different organisations since they don't interact with each other.'I realised this was the something. He's maybe 50, pleasant, and not much to look at, the kind of guy who's just hanging around in the background. Non-descript. Part of the office furniture. Boring. "Oh come on! Are you seriously telling me that good old Bob Purdy is boning your gorgeous 20 year-old girlfriend?" I was having a hard time believing this.Ted nodded. "I know what you mean, it sounds absurd, but let me tell you -- good old Bob Purdy's a fucking machine. He only fucks the young white wives of attorneys at the firm. Or. I will tell him that if I find out that he has masturbated anytime between now and game time that we won’t have a game night. I think it should be good to hear all the naughty ideas that he wants me to do. He won’t know that I have already decided on what I am going to do, but he might give me some different ideas that I might use and they can be his ideas that I will make him do if I like them.Well it is Wednesday and this is play day. I had him get up first thing and get in the shower and.