"Guess what", she said, slipping her nude body under my duvet, "one of the girls was caught on the other side of the wall having sex".I turned to face...her, her breath was perfumed, she was ovulating or close to it, so I obliged by putting my thigh between hers, just to feel he squeeze me. "Who was it", I asked as I nuzzled into the swan like neck, and let my moist lips brush the sensitive skin."Jodie", she replied, "young Jodie, and she's only thirteen". What a pleasure a man must feel putting. As a commentator on VR politics and economics, Alex's future employment was contingent on a section of the media that nowadays might seem unassailable but could so easily become a mere footnote of history like tablet computers and 3D TV. For the moment, however, Alex was as much a media presence in the world of Virtual Reality as anyone although his online avatar hardly resembled him at all.As a Londoner, he could now join the daily squeeze on the Tube. Every day, for the prohibitive price of a. I texted her phone and asked her if we could meet again. After a few hours, she replied.'Meet me at your place in one hour. Text me the address.' I texted her back and waited. An hour passed. No sign. Five minutes, ten minutes, twenty... thirty. I just sat there waiting for the door, checking my phone every few seconds. Nothing. I'd just about given up when I heard a faint knock at the door. Rushing to open it, I almost tripped up on my way to see who it was. As I unlocked the door, I'll never. Other than normal camping equipment I found a data chip and a holographic cube of me. The cube had several shots of me both in uniform and civilian attire. It also had a complete description of me with height, weight, age, and color of hair and eyes."Mick, she's coming around."She was groaning a bit and tried to move. When she couldn't she gave up trying and tried to sit up. I pulled on her hands enough to help her up. She shook her head a few times and looked around. That's when she noticed.