I wasn'tin bad shape - a few years earlier I had spent a lot of time at the gymin an effort to get in shape, and my legs and arms still showed the ton...which had resulted from that. But several weeks of comfort eating hadswollen my previously flat stomach and taut arse. My chest too was softerand rounder than I would have liked, under the matted thatch of hair.Suddenly I heard voices approaching in the corridor. Remembering with astart that I was completely naked, I leapt onto the table and. Some web research into naturally occurring fluorescent pigments led me to genetically engineered plants that glow under UV light and, after some experimentation, I have extracted what I think will be a usable ink substitute. The real issue lays in how much, well, power we can give the ink and how long it will last."James pulled out a glass vial that held five CCs of clear fluid and weighed it in his hand."I had an idea the other night and I wanted to run it by you. I think that the ink is just. Sean twisted around very quietly so that the front of his body was facing the front of mine, but left his face looking towards the TV. He grabbed my foot and began massaging mine like I was his. The pleasure sent chills running up my spine. My entire body tingled, and I barely held in a moan. I switched feet, and a moment later, so did he. I glanced around at the other guys again, still massaging his feet. Satisfied that they weren’t paying any attention to us, I dipped my head under the. He moved his eyes. The mirror. The wall color and even the wall, for that matter. Confusion. His mind rummaged through his memories. Conference ... airport ... flight ... woman ... //Arnele//. Memories of last night poured into his consciousness. Michael suddenly found himself very much awake.He raised up onto his elbows and saw his open suitcase atop a bench at the foot of his now not surprisingly unfamiliar bed. Michael snapped off the thick blanket covering him and crawled to his carryall..