?The backhand to Jack’s cheek came suddenly and almost slammed his head back into the cold tile. Jack’s vision swam and he tasted blood. His heada...he screamed in protest as a faint cry escaped.Jack felt hands on him, lifting him like he weighed nothing as he was tossed onto the bed with a bounce face-down. He was only vaguely aware through the pain in his head that his legs were being unbound, and pulled apart. The cramped muscles shot arcs of pain, worse than any soccer match aches.?Your life. John gave me the address of the government clinic where I should reportfor downloading into my Avatar. He gave me a word of warning not to showup if I had any doubts. There would be no turning back once my mind hadbeen melded to the Avatars body, the melding process being very timeconsuming and expensive. The next time we met we would be in ourdisguises ready to start the mission.Two weeks later..."So how is my new recruit doing?" said John. Looking up from some medicalcharts the Doctor. “It will be a minute only. I make for you nice. What are your plans for the day?”“Cello practise, this morning. Then nothing, really.”“No party? I never hear that you go to party. Why is, Ben?”“I don’t know. I’m not… I get invited sometimes.”“You should party. Always on Friday is party time in Prague. Yesterday night, all my friends will be celebrating for the nice weather and outside. Have you been to Prague, Ben?”“No, I never.”“Ah you should do. Maybe when I finish with your Mum, I will show. You're still hard!"At that her friend came back to reality, her head snapping my direction. "Mr. Morgan, Jeezz... you're still hard? Wow, what a stud..."My daughter rose to her knees and crawled right over to me, only a few feet, the distance closed almost instantly, and my daughter pulled herself up between my legs, her naked arms resting against my legs, still in pants, her face only a half a foot from my leaky pipe, standing out from my open fly. Behind her, Amy rose to her knees and.