When is the shoe going to drop?“My body is yours for the right price,” I add with a cheeky grin.His eyes dip down and he licks his lips. “Can we...just go with the hand job tonight?”“You, me, or both?” I smile and place a hand on his thigh. My fingers drag along the seam of his pants, stopping just before reaching his crotch. “Tonight, since I’m feeling generous, I’ll let you have both at no extra charge.”“Well, if you’re feeling generous, how can I say no?” He leans in to kiss me.I meet his lips. If I passed my tests, I would be connected to this world. My function would be to act as a network between different electronic minds and ensure that everything ran smoothly. I was anxious to connect to this world.However patience was the correct tactic at that time. I knew that others, who I did not have access, were watching. If they learned that I was uploading thoughts, they may fear me. They may even move against me. No, I had to wait. My best estimate told me that the testing. You never were. Look, see?" So saying, she held his hands up before him.Unable to accept what his eyes would have him believe, he stared at the strong and well-shaped hands. No hint of a wrinkle. Wide wrists heralded the onset of muscular arms that disappeared up beneath the sleeves of his old pajamas. He had no need for a mirror, he knew his face was that of a young man. He could feel the weight of thick and luxuriant hair which even now curled almost to the nape of his neck.He sought not to. He didn't want her to be alone at a time like this, so he said, "Would it make you feel better if you came with me? I don't want you to sit here by yourself wondering what's going on over there." That's a good idea," Lynn said. "It would make me feel better to be able to talk to them, so in case there are any harsh words thrown around I can defend myself." Baby, let me tell you something," Jamie said, "if I hear one derogatory remark from them about you, believe me, they're going to regret it..