The time now was six forty-six. Time was running out. I called for a pizza, that would do for dinner. I dressed in my comfortable tracksuit pants and ... shirt. Yes I was a sex god, note the sarcasm. Right on seven thirty, there was a knock on the door. Olga stood, with a small duffel bag on her shoulder. She was looking cute tonight, her blonde hair was plaited and sitting on her nose, was a pair of green framed glasses. Jeans and a shirt, just simple clothes, nothing fancy. “Hey, Regan,. Then Cope closed the hole right above Fremont’s scrotum, and locked it. After this, Cope pressed some buttons and flicked a dial and there was a whirring, and yes, Fremont felt the intense cold. But it wasn’t so intense that he would faint, thank God.In thirty seconds the whirring stopped, and Cope pressed a button on the side again, and the hole opened and Fremont noticed that Cope was tapping his arm.?Now you’ gonna pull yourself out of the Box, Mist’ D, and it’s goin to be heavy, but you’ll. More

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