They are replicons, breaking down life cells and hijacking their purpose, duplicating themselves but not feeding or stirring the genetic froth themsel...es aside from when they steal and transport and snip and insert and otherwise muck about with the God-Word. Other authors it seems have referred to bubble and ferment, I don’t know if in relation to DNA or not.viruses as lurkers instead of participants in the dance. But they alter and change the lives which do, stealing snippets of choice bits. As I reached for the handle I remembered not to talk, as Jim might recognize my voice. I undid the belt on my robe and let it fall open naturally. I felt a sudden rush of heat in my center, and knew I had just gotten even wetter. I opened the door, gave a coy smile, and curled my finger slowly as if to say come on in boys. “Hot Damn! She’s hot Jason!” Jim blurted out with a big smile. Jim looked a little nervous, but seemed reassured when he saw the smile on my face. “I told ya she was!. That had him stuttering I can tell you, but I persisted, and he admitted he did so I laughed and said I was flattered, had he some photos or did he do it from imagination, he didn’t admit to the pictures, said he just daydreamed of me, but he would love some of me if I wouldn’t mind!” she paused blushed again then said, “so I agreed to pose for him, said that if he ever, showed them to anyone I would never trust him again, but if he wanted a couple in my nighty then I would be turned on to. The girl pulled up her skirt. Look Mister. Look at the mess those four guys made of my cunt. Masood looked in the mirror and saw her hairy crotch just soaked with gobs of cum. The girl giggled, Made you look! Masood looked back at the road. The girl pulled down on her blouse till her B-cup tits popped out of the neckline. Masood saw her in the mirror and she saw him looking. Ha Ha, Made you look again. Do you like my tits? They are very nice Miss. We are almost at you address, then you can go.