When Petra was not 'inresidence', the posters would be replaced by posters of Huey Lewis andthe News, Prince, Tom Cruise, Sly Stallone, Arnold Schwarz...nnger, theRolling Stones, and English football heroes. The duvet would be a plainblack cotton coverlet; there would be no throw pillows.For two years David had lived a double-life. To his university fellows,to his friends, to his family, to the outside world he was David:boozer, doper, struggling student, and Game player. Most evenings andon. “Are these what you are looking for?” She was standing in the door of the bedroom with my clothes from yesterday, obviously just washed and folded up neatly in her hands.“Yes, that is what I was looking for”. And she handed them to me, I got dressed as she pulled out some clean clothes from one of the boxes in her room. I sat on the bed watching her get dressed, I had dreamed of this so many times…It was exciting to watch her putting on her bra and then sliding on her panties and deciding. "Sure. We've got a lot on the ball. As a team, we're unbeatable." It doesn't seem that we'll be able to do all that much if the other reporters have struck out. Hell, Williamson wouldn't even authorize a camera crew. Imagine, a pair of tv reporters without a camera crew." Don't sweat it. I've got an inside track. This is going to make us both famous. Pulitzer prizes, the works. We'll be able to go to the networks and name our own salaries after this breaks."Velvet sighed and leaned back in the. He then realized the implications. The VR software had made him feel very natural as a centaur.He tried walking and found that he could navigate his new body as if he'd been born to it. After a few minutes, he sped up to a full gallop. He thrilled in the feeling of flying across the prairie. His hooves thundered as he flew over the ground. He could feel his lungs working hard as they drew air in all the way from his mouth, down into the horse lungs in his horse part.After a few minutes, he.