What are you doing tonight?”“Nothing. No plans at all. Parents aren’t home either.”“Neither is mine. Wanna watch a movie together? Not theat...re, Netflix and chill kind of?”“Why not? Come to my place at 8:30. See you soon, Radhika.”“See you too, Akshat.”I came back home, with my plans of getting laid that night. Thinking of Radhika, her apt boobs, her shaved vagina, her melting lips, I went to the shower. I controlled my intense urge to masturbate.I put out a bottle of wine and ordered a large. They were quickly absorbed. I tried a piece of a stale cookie, again, absorbed, and triggering a spurt of growth. I went to the kitchen, bring back a slice of mom's meatloaf. The meatloaf took a little longer to dissolve and be absorbed into the goo. I poked a pencil into it, and a few minutes later had a bare pencil lead surrounded by a thin tube of paint. It seemed that it would eat anything organic, except living tissue. A small sample having landed on my arm, left me with a hairless. I’ll have Jason put your suitcase in your room. We’ll help you unpack if you need it. Dinner will be ready in an hour. Jarrika can you take care of her for a bit?”“I got it,” beamed the 17 year-old.“Thank you,” he disappeared.Jason McGee and Antoine Richards had recently celebrated their tenth anniversary. Though they’d been a mostly committed couple that entire time, they’d only been legally married for 2-½ years. They owned the four-bedroom, 3.5-bath home together. Jarrika was their fourth. "Oh, bloody marvellous – that's all I need, to have done drugs. We get tested at regular, but unspecified, intervals in the Army, and if any traces of banned substances are found you are out on your ear."Try to remember what you can; as you go through the memories you may get full recall. To start you off my name is Julia – does that ring any bells?"It didn't, but I started with what I remembered, and tried to get past that."I went down the pub yesterday at lunch time – there was sod all to eat.