No sooner had we started dancing when he said."Did you enjoy dancing with Darren?" I looked up at him, wondering why he'd asked me that. He was acting... as if I was his date or something. I said, "Yes I did, Darren's a very good dancer." "You ever dated a black guy Janet?" "No, I never have." "Do you think you would if you weren't married?" "It depends on the man, not the color of his skin. If I wasn't married I think I'd like to date someone like Darren, he seems like a real nice guy and that. .” Every time Dylan muttered a syllable or two, she would interrupt him.As I was watching this unfold before me, I had two overwhelming emotions. One was the fear of what would happen when she turned her attention to me. This woman was on the war path, I knew her to be a church-goer and fairly conservative in her living. So I already knew that not only was she going to make sure Dylan never saw me again, but she was probably going to spread my name around town as the corrupter of the good. "Getting caught stroking your cock in your neighbors living room?!?". He says there is no waking her when she's out..."Screw it, I might never have this opportunity again. I unzip my pants and pull out my cock. it feels bigger than ever, so hot and hard and ready to explode. I let my pants fall as I stand bolt upright with my cock in my hand. "Could this get any better?" I wonder to myself. And then it happened. She sits up straight, stretches and lays right back down on her stomach. My heart. Jeff checked out his virtual body, his skin felt real and gave off the same impulses. As he began to walk down the virtual sidewalk he was on, the feeling of wind and sunlight amazed him."Wow, the machine has fooled my brain and senses into thinking that this stuff is real." Jeff said to himself.Walking down the street, and looking at all the virtual people who went about their business as if they were real, Jeff noticed a smoking hot blonde looking into a department store window."Let's see how.