He tossed and turned for a bit and finally drifted off into a troubled sleep.He felt like crap when he woke.He guessed the whole situation had him on ... downer. He went and made some toast and Vegemite, with the last of the bread. He’d have to make more. He collected a fresh coffee and then went to find out where he was. The computer hadn’t woken him, but it had been over six hours since he went down.He climbed into the chair and asked for a view of the outside, while he brought up the. .but boy had Dr Struthers fixed that and she in turn really titty serviced the good surgeon’s cock: testing out her new set of fun bags.My mum, Sally, well she is really like an ‘older sister’ even at thirty-six. And believe me there is truth to that statement that women really hits their sexual prime in their thirties. Shit the gal likes sex...she claims its way better than when she was twenty. She’s terrific: she is into girls really expressing themselves...especially sexually...and I was. "Are we even on the right mountain?" She asked, knowingly."Of course we are, my dear. It seems I was orienting on true north but took my compass readings on magnetic north."Lain wasn't sure of the details, but the professor's explanation could easily be reduced to, He fucked up. They were probably lost, and no doubt soon razor clawed, jungle denizens would leap out of the trees and devour them. The only bright possibility in her thoughts was the hope that the professor would be ripped up alive. .amannequin! Nobody can know there's someone's consciousness in here! Lookat me! Plastic. I can't even tell I was once alive and I'm looking rightat myself! The more she thought about it, the more she seemed to beturning herself on. Was it the permanence of it? The helplessness? Thisis reality, now, she thought. I'm going to be exactly like this from nowon. For the first time, it seemed like eternal beauty wasn't such a badthing after all."Well Janey, how did you like that? And how do you like.