.....................................I woke up but kept my eyes closed for a moment to think. I was aliveagain, which meant I'd have to relearn so mu...h. Like walking to thefridge to get a drink instead of wishing it into my hand, things likethat.Only one time too. Uploads always have the time to think thingsthrough, to address any task thoroughly. I'd been an Upload five yearsbut I'd "experienced" around 100 years. I don't remember much of itthough, as an Upload you edit out the memories. With each keystroke the sense of pending doom tied his stomach into seemingly never-ending knots. He had to know. He was caught now in that horrible place between the fear of knowing and the fear of not knowing.It took him some time but he eventually lucked out on Tina's e-mail password. As the discussions played out before his frozen eyes it was clear that Tina's fascination with Miguel, while initially innocent and playful, had evolved into a full blown affair of the mind and soul. Her vivid. Brian had apparently been thinking about that all game and had a very, very interesting idea. When we got back in the locker room and the coach had finished talking to us, Brian stood up and walked over to me and in front of everyone dropped his pants and ordered me to my knees. He was taking the reward now, in front of our whole team. ‘Oh boy,’ I thought deliciously as I stared at his unbelievably thick cock… I couldn’t wait to wrap my lips around it. So with everyone in the locker room. "I doubt it - or not in the way you mean, at least. Try Alice's room..." She brushes past Anne as she heads downstairs for breakfast, and Anne moves down the hall with a sinking heart.At the door to her youngest sister, Alice's, room, Anne hears muffled noises. With a sigh, she knocks, then pushes open the door. When she sees the scene inside, she groans in exasperation. "Really, Alice? This is the third time this week!"Alice, the youngest of the Foxhaven sisters, is seated on the edge of her.