"You know it's yogurt and fruit only today."I tried to keep my disappointment under wraps as I nodded in response."I remember," I said.The previous ye...r, one Raiderette had decided to eat a regular meal onGame Day. Baked spaghetti, if I remembered correctly. Afterwards, thatsame girl had done two cartwheels and a backflip before spewing thecontents of her stomach all over the ground in front of the cheeringcrowd.Since that night, Jordan Kates had issued a decree that all Raideretteswould eat. He tucked his papers under his arm and went down into the subway. Now, New York itself had remained unchanged through this whole transition - the world outside had changed. Consequently, the subway maps were still the same, Ground Zero was still a pit, the MetLife Building still towered over Grand Central Terminal, and the cluster of skyscrapers called Co-op City still mushroomed over the North Bronx. The suburbs and the New Jersey Turnpike still existed as far as some town called Jamesburg and. Yes...don't stop that...hmmm!” was all she said! She hardlyever orgasms when we have sex. Something that did concern me, I must admit. Now she was getting offfrom just my finger! I had the feeling that our sex life was going to be a lot more adventurous now, moreexciting and a lot more satisfying...for both of us!Emma's orgasm subsided and I had swallowed the last of the spunk in her cunt. She lay down on the bed andcuddled up to me, her hand going down to take hold of my very erect cock. “So,. Thankfully they kind of turned off my need for stimulation before they put me in here. Whoever “they” are; they’ve just called themselves “The Company.” You could practically hear the capital letters.I was purchased after my death, apparently. Wholesale. The god of my world had a chosen people and I wasn’t one of them. I don’t resent him for it. He didn’t throw me into some kind of hell. Apparently The Company was some kind of interdimensional entertainment corporation. I didn’t really love the.