Pay you back.’ ‘You don’t have to do that,’ he said. ‘My fault, too, I guess. It’s just that, well, you know. Heat of the moment and every...hing.’ They were both silent for a moment. She was reliving the evening, and she was almost sure he was as well. He broke the silence. ‘I’ll break away this afternoon, get a quick test. Give me your number.’ ‘Why?’ ‘So I can call you when the results come in. Should probably only take a day or two.’ She hadn’t thought it through to this point. She didn’t. Virtual Orgy asked which one was real and just as I was about to prove my validity I felt a mischievous streak and texted Sarah ‘Guess’ Virtual Orgy said ‘Ok 1 in 4 chance’, confirming this was indeed Sarah. My mind was already blown, she had expanded my mind to new things and if she had stopped there I would have been happy but she didn’t. All of a sudden her webcam sparked to life and she beamed an image of her room with her sitting at her desk in front of her computer. She took a sip of her. Lozier might look like but she certainly wasn't what I would have imagined had I thought about it. She wasn't the female version of Sigmund Freud, with gray hair tied in a bun, and large black rimmed, thick lens glasses. As a matter of fact, she was very attractive. Light complexion, big, dark eyes, shoulder length auburn hair, and full painted lips that matched the red color of her blouse, earrings, and two inch heels.She might have been in her mid-forties. More likely she was in her early. ” mused Zin, who was lying on me. I stroked her lovely little body, which is more tanned and less bony already. She’s becoming more relaxed too, on the relationship side at least. “ ... four versions, with these differences ... so we need a common theme for all of them don’t we, and then target the differentiators...”“I want to get you all on some kind of proper basis,” I said to the collective huddle, “so you can be paid or rewarded, whatever’s allowed.”“Banana sliced down the middle,” Saffie.