Shemeowed and came over to me and licked my nose.'Hello Honey, have I been asleep?'I jumped a bit as I heard a voice.'Hello, sleepyhead; It's about ti...e you woke up.'I looked over to the other side of the room.'Hi Nicola, what happened?''You fainted and hit your head.''Again!''Sorry?''I hit my head when I was mugged in the shopping centre the other day.''Oh yes. I remember you telling me that. How do you feel?''A bit weak and my head hurts.''OK, I promised Mum that I would tell her as soon as. I think a certain amount of "data osmosis" -- memory leakage or maybe something analogous, takes place in a Znosko-Borowski Somatic Transfer. Yes, there actually is such a thing, and it even has a scientific-sounding label. Apparently it was an accidental byproduct of a super-secret Soviet psychic research project in the late '60s. (I had hired an ex-NSA employee to dig the relevant information out of Kremlin archives soon after the collapse of the Soviet Union.) Anyhow, data osmosed, or memory. You know what young guys can be like sometimes.”Honestly, I was enjoying the show, but I was also glad that I had Jason to keep me company. The life of the voyeur husband could be exciting on nights like this, but it was good to have someone to guard against the loneliness that I sometimes felt.We’d been in the club for maybe an hour and a half and Claire was still loving the dancing, kissing and the ways the boys were playing with her body. Jason turned to me. “I’m going to have a quiet word. I hauled my ass out of bed and threw on my shorts and slippers and took control of things; Kate had to lend stuff to the other girls so they could dash next door. Michael was dispatched both ways and came back with something a bit more demure than skin for his mother to wear and she staggered off toward home.I was sitting at the kitchen table looking haggard and sucking coffee when Mike showed up. I watched him get the update from his team lead through the slider, then he came over and I let.