He noticed me staring and I quickly turned away.I was suddenly very aware of how close we were sitting. I quickly cleared my throat. "I'm pretty tired... I'm going to finish the pizza in my room." Dylan glanced over at me."You sure? It's almost the good part." He said motioning to the screen where three guys sat on a boat singing and drinking."I'm sure." I said with a smile and I got up from the couch.I was in my room only for a few minutes when I realized that I had forgotten to get a glass of. ” Darren’s downstairs neighbor was neither ugly nor was she a whore. She was a quiet, attractive, young Black woman who was far more tolerant as a neighbor than most people would have been. She never called the cops or anything but she didn’t bake cookies for him at Christmas either. Darren hated her with a passion because he just knew that every time she looked at him that she was judging him for dating white women exclusively. It really didn’t matter that he was completely fabricating. She reached out and put her hand behind my head. She pulled my lips to meet hers and gave me the most unbelievable kiss I had ever felt. A warm flush went through my whole body. Her body pressed against mine and I could feel my hard cock touching her. I know she had to feel it too. “How would you like it if we helped each other achieve that incredible feeling right now?” I wasn’t exactly sure exactly what she meant at first. Then it dawned on me. I know she could see the smile that I was. "I don't understand. I was sitting in the Oval office just a moment ago." he said."You are still sitting in the Oval Office, Mr. President. Your mind is now experiencing the artificial environment within the cube. The reason I mention the clock, is that time passes much more slowly in here. For an hour outside, you can spend a month in here. If you will wait a few minutes you can return to your office and verify that no -or very little- time has elapsed on your office clock. Once you have done.