All that mattered was that it worked... well, that and it meant I got more government grant money.I sat at my regular chair, watching through the mirr...r. We were running sequences of probabilities, approximating infinite parallelism. It was scary, looking through, seeing other lab techs working in the same lab we were in. We'd accounted for twenty-two of our staff members across the rift. There were twenty-three of us working on this side of reality. To my utter amazement, I was the only person. She strips off his jacket, reluctantly he let go of her butt to get rid of the garment. She pulls his t-shirt over his head. He unbuttons her shirt, strips it off her shoulders. Then he resorts to her bra, opens it and let it fall to the floor. Shirtless they nestle together, naked skin on naked skin, kissing each other. His hands caress her bare back. She opens his pants, pulls it over his butt, it falls to the floor. He also opens her jeans, pulls it down, going on his knees. Her pussy, only. Sarah, in a mischievous tone exclaimed ‘Thank God’. Brendon, not amused, turned towards her and looked into her eyes. He leaned closer as she lay motionless, their passions starting to get ignited. A gentle kiss ensued, and both then opened their mouths to taste each other. As they started rubbing each other’s tongues, Brendon slid his hand underneath her top on her pelvic bone to feel her skin. She breathed a sigh into Brendon’s ears, a sigh that signified submissiveness but pleasure. He. .”“You can modify the effect,” Arlene told him over the intercom, which seemed more like messages being pumped directly into his brain. “At maximum, you will seem to be sitting in space with nothing around you. I usually like to keep the effect at around 50%, so the aircraft and guns seem solid, but I can still easily see all about me. Maximum is a little too real when someone is shooting at you. It’s like sitting out in space with nothing to protect you. Just tell the AI to demonstrate until.