I didn’t look any different, but when I looked in a mirror at Chuck’s house, I saw my reflection and the first impression I had was that there was...nothing there.A face, a body, yeah. But it was as if I was looking at an empty shell of a human. Could a computer program actually delete a man’s soul? Or maybe, just maybe, there was nothing there to begin with. Maybe a soul is just a convenient story we tell ourselves so we don’t all become monsters.Fascinating. I’ve been turned into a horny. My buddy and I would get in, get a table and meet women. I guess the “innocent harmless looking guy” thing, worked in our favor, because we always went home with women.One woman I met, Monica, looked like she stepped right out of a music video. 5'8”, 38D-24-38 (guessing here) dark brown hair, brown eyes, all legs and always looked classy but exuded sex. I went home with her one night. She had a nice apartment which was well kept, not badly furnished and a really comfortable bed. When we got to. I thought you'd be dressed by now." Sean, I've been lying here awake!" I said meekly. "I'm your mother and you were touching me inappropriate." Sorry mom. It was like leaving your pocketbook on the front seat of your car with the doors unlocked and the windows down, tempting someone to steal it." He offered lamely, as he sat down on the bed next to me and placed his hand on my knee. "And you're telling me you were awake the whole time?" Groggy, to be more exact." I defended, standing and. She soon had her hands shoulder high as her arms spread to her left and right. In that pose she slowly turned around. I could see the blush on her cheeks spread down her face and neck.“Constance?” I asked worriedly as I walked around the bed to put my arms around her. “You seem embarrassed.”She whirled around and put her arms around my neck as she collapsed into my arms. “Ashley and Lenore are so much prettier than I am,” she said with a sob. “Miki has those perfectly round breasts and Tatyana.