She was deep into a trace. A thread search that was leading her deeper and deeper into the data trove she had discovered a day or so ago at the Academ.... Each thread tracked had led to another then another until she was reaching information that had originally been stored many thousands of years ago when digital and the collection of it for safekeeping was still new.The breeze suddenly picked up and her long rustic auburn hair swirled around her as one particular data set caught her eye.. She’s really into this church thing. I think it’ll be fun. You know we have to get there at some god-awful hour?”“No, when?”“Someone’s going to collect us at about quarter to eight” said Lauren.“Oh God, you’re joking!”“Nope, that’s what she said”“It’s goddamn Sunday”“Yeah, I didn’t know it was such an early start when she asked. We can’t let her down now, you know”“No, I know. Come on then, we’d better get moving. You can tell me about the wedding”“Oh yeah” exclaimed Lauren as she realised that. “He's so engrossed in his glory days, that he doesn't even know that you're here.”I was washing my hands as she straightened herself out, and moved to dry them as she started washing hers. She was looking at me through the mirror.“Look, I really don't want this week to be awkward between us, and would really like to catch up with you.” She said. “I have a lot to apologize to you for, and a lot of explaining to do. Do you think that, that could be possible?”She dried her hands, and we exited. It was the uppermost corner unit on the left side of that building, directly across from me. Two guys lived there, and I was frequently captivated by the goings-on in their apartment. At night I always turned my lights off and watched the two men at play through my binoculars. Their Venetian blinds were always set horizontally open, and even with dimmed lights I could see the horny buggers sexually interacting with one another. I was sure these guys had fucked and sucked each other off, in.