I do remember my friends, imaginary friends or so I was told. They were my age young and small. There were a lot of them who came and went, but one st...yed. A little girl with bright red hair and a fiery temper even at such a young age. We would play games together with the others but often just us. I remember the day before the explosion she told me she would marry me one day. Then I never saw her again, I never saw any of them again. I did dream about them, they were always trying to say. ISE (Institute for Sexual Exploration) is buying the whole operation, which has five different meet and date sites, each geared to different inclinations. The overall population, when all five sites are combined, will be enormous. Adding in the data the Institute already has from their research studies profiles will make it the largest body of sexual interests and personalities ever created.To mine that data will be a formidable task. Better ways to capture information from people is needed. “I understand, but we are on a time crunch. All you have to do is load up the security tape, let us have a look and we’ll be out of your hair.”“Fine. Whatever,” he said, waving them to follow him back to the office.After about two minutes he had the tape queued up to the night Julie disappeared.The camera had a good angle on about two-thirds of the parking lot, only missing out on the row of spots at the far edge of the parking lot. You could see the back of Julie’s car at one side of that row,. Yet with each step, she felt herself getting more excited. More tense. More wet. Approaching the rest room door, she knocked three times. The door opened a bit. Recognizing Tres sweet, smiling brown eyes, Brittany moved toward the door, only to feel a strong hand grab her arm, quickly pull her inside and lock the door behind her. It wasnt Tre. It was Tre as shed never seen him before. Standing before her in his Basketball Shorts, he had the look of a tiger ready to pounce. As he moved toward.