They had no trouble the night before last, and they beat the Capitals pretty handily.”“We could watch the game later if you wanted. We have cable....”“That’s up to you. I can stay until around 1:00pm tomorrow, so use your time wisely!”“Did you bring your jersey?”“I did.”“The bathroom is across the hall. Jersey and undershorts.”I nodded, dropped my bag, bent down, unzipped it, and extracted my Mario Lemieux jersey which matched the one Nicole was wearing. I turned, opened the door, and went across. There were only a few questions like age and sex; he supposed they needed the information to personalize the programme."Thank you," she said, "now I going to tell you some important information. Firstly anything that happens here in this place doesn't affect your body on the out side. You can kill, be killed, ejaculate and your real body stays unaffected."That was good to know, thought Bill."You see that red square in the top left corner," she pointed, "well that's you safety valve, touch that. After a few minutes of small talk, Jim shocked me by reaching into my skirt pocket and pulling out the vibrator controller. I gave Jim my most serious ‘WTF’ look, indicating I did not think this was a good idea, not a good idea at all.The controller and wire, which ran into my skirt waistband, definitely caught Bob’s attention. “Jim, my man, what’s this?”“It’s Cindy’s controller.” Jim responded with obvious amusement. I could feel my face flush with embarrassment.“You have a controller for your. Surely if she was willing to milk Karl's cock simply for driving her home, she would work wonders for a boss who offered her the bigger things. A glut of mental images pounded through my head. I thought of face fucking her as she knelt before me, her chin soaked with her own spit and the mascara running from her large blue eyes. I thought of pushing her onto my desk, pulling those tight fitting trousers down past her ample ass and fucking into her like a grunting animal as she clung to the.