Wednesday, December 8, 2004

Finally! More VR story! And posted on time!

Doodlehopper paced up and down the shabby motel bedroom like a general from a bad World War II movie. Thomas was sprawled back on the bed, his hands behind his head, watching her. He had a bemused expression on his face, and he really didn’t know why. He was curiously detached from Doodlehopper

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