No longer where they bound to their bodies - a stack could be surgically removed and implanted into a new body, a new "sleeve".For the ultra-rich, sle...ves became almost like clothing. They could have bodies grown - or even bioprinted - to their own preferences and designs. The more moderately wealthy - but still rich beyond the reach of most of the population - could maybe afford to save up for a designer sleeve, to switch into once their bodies started to fail them. Or they could buy. The victimhad eaten a vegetarian meal and drunk a significant amount of alcohol inthe last six to eight hours before death. There was evidence that he hadbeen penetrated sexually at least once in the last six to eight hours andthat the sex had been consensual. There were traces of semen on hisclothes, on his face and in his wig. Death had been estimated as beingbetween 2.00-5.00 a.m. and the murder had not taken place where the bodywas found.The team had found it almost impossible to get the. ’ ‘I will be by the door,’ I said. When she came in we hugged. It was a real ‘I am very glad to see you’ hug. Once upstairs I introduced her to my friends and they immediately interrogated her. All liked her and some of my lesbian friends really liked her. She was soon at ease with all of them and had a great time. As we visited with others around the room she held my hand. I wondered if she just wanted to present a positive image or was nervous to be in a room in which she knew no one but I. Ek din mai apne terrace par ghoom raha tha aur wo apne 2 saaal ki ladki ko lekar apne terrace par khadi thi. Maine baat karne ki sochi aur maine uski ladki ko khilaane k liye maga. Wo muje apni ladki de kar chali gayi. Wo ja rahi thi tab meri najar unki gaand par thi bahut tight gaqand thi unki. Mere itna josh chad gaya ki kuch samaj hi nahi aa raha tha, bus ek hath se ladki ko pakde tha aur ek hath se apna lund masal raha tha. 15 minute baad wo apne ladki ko lene ayi tab unki choochi dekh kar.