He was a computer expert; no one in China knew more about the internet than he. He knew – KNEW – that everything and anything sent on the internet...must be recorded in many computers; each node that a part of the message went through would have it. This IO person was an idiot. He considered discarding the message entirely, but continued decoding. If he had not, the effort would be incomplete, and he was obsessive about completing things.Does this seem preposterous to you? Is it more preposterous. "George. I was Ricochet."Susan smiled. "George, do you remember what happened? Anything at allthat could help us figure out how you got here?" Not really," George replied. "It feels like I've been asleep for thelast few days. I don't remember anything." Daddy, you were a ninja and you ripped off my arm!" Annie interrupted."Oh honey, I didn't mean to do that!" George pleaded. Susan put her handon Annie's shoulder. "He's right Annie. It was the suits forcing Martinand your dad to do this." Susan. “No problem at all, Sammie. And if you need to stop again, that’s quite all right. I’m more than willing to wait.” I could feel my own grin turn a little ornery. God I loved this little playacting of ours! “Thanks. I’m glad you don’t mind, because I don’t think I’ll make it without stopping at least once more.” Jack just nodded again and then reached out to lightly pat the side of my left asscheek affectionately. “I’ll be right behind you.” I turned away then and started back up the. Already, about 23 people were waiting for the livestream to begin."So many horny gay guys waiting to watch us" John said. "We could make a torn of money today. Pay off a few bills tomorrow." Don't you think we are about to become pornstars?" I said nervously."It's only temporary and they can't download any of the videos we put up. So we could just delete them after a while and no one will know." You really believe that?" I was starting to realise maybe John didn't have the grasp I thought he.