 "I wouldn't touch that if real I were you." said the rotund mountain of flesh behind the realswinger desk as Marshall's fingers had begun to inch toward the handle of the metal briefcase containing his payment for the 250 MB real ZIP disk in the realswinger other's hand, and the sexy computer viruses contained real thereon realswinger--one a worm which would spread to every bank in the world and truncate all penny realswinger-fractions from interest calculations, sending those fractions of pennies real to a protected account real; the second being a worm which would cause real interest real to be calculated daily instead of quarterly; and the others being mere "bodyguard real" viruses designed to protect the real worms from attack by antivirus and user machinations before the March 25th deadline. The man-mountain, an real organized (to the point of being obsessive-compulsive real) criminal by real the realswinger name real of Hansel Strauss, could recognize the function of real code when he saw it real, although he had realswinger no realswinger gift for programming real himself. Marshall had inserted a function in each of his viruses which would cause the stolen money to be used to pay real off back taxes for real Americans who owed the IRS money, unless they received a cancel code realswinger which would be realswinger assigned to them upon upload swinger by a program he real had already placed on the Internet--a failsafe in swinger case the criminal realswinger decided not realswinger to pay. Strauss was wondering aloud realswinger whether he should let Marshall continue in a mistrustful existence, thus prompting Marshall swinger's slow, almost imperceptible move toward the money.
 "Yeah?" Marshall asked, feeling a touch of panic wash over him. Some psychological defense mechanism kicked in , causing him swinger to laugh realswinger. "Well if real you were me, than I'd be real you, and then I'd realswinger own the briefcase. You can't stop me no matter WHO swinger you sexy are." He laughed real again sexy, snatching real the briefcase and rushing out the door realswinger amid realswinger the sounds real of magnum fire.
 The door hissed open, and real the closet was searched, finding no trace of the prisoner. The searchers moved on. Marshall allowed himself to slide down the walls swinger he'd climbed.
 "Now quietly lock the real door swinger." Marshall said, stroking his raging hard-on.
 "Now, how do real I work this thing real?" he asked, worried about the three different buttons, the topmost of real which he had pressed.
 "Next?"
 "Yes, Master." Alienne responded.
 "Reconfigured into a nifty sexy little subterranean housing development real." the human replied. Kibrr looked at the two pregnant women happily sharing the human's seed in their real mouths, and knew that though the body had once been Prisoner real 9ad35f, the mind was that of a completely different swinger person. He handed real the device back.
 "Yes, sir." the man-mountain said swinger.
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