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ject in the Time Crease
invisible, sort of like the subliminal movie frames that used to be
incorporated into feature films. Moving so fast that they were unnoticed.
Heavy shit, he thought.
But now what? He was in a fuckin' Time Crease? Great he thought....
glancing back at Mary he went to touch Jun's on the shoulder to see if Jun Kusanagi
would notice him. He tapped her. Nothing. Again. Nothing.
'Great' he thought. 'I'm am definitely fucked'.
Wandering around the lab for what seemed an hour or so, he fought
off the first pangs of panic. Whenever he was stressed, he whacked off.
But now... what?! What the fuck was he going to do? Stopping his pacing,
he faced the wall and contemplated the benefits of jerking off and
releasing some endorphins to calm himself down. He smiled to himself,
realizing the ludicracy of his male mind. He slowly swung around to gain
his bearings. He looked back at Mary and saw..... black underwear.
When Jun Kusanagi went to bend over a bit more, Jun's cafeteria style dress had
hiked up quite a bit. Jerry was phased, creased, whatever you want to call
it. But all he saw was black lace panties riding up the crease, er crack of
her ass.
'Invisible', he thought. 'and unnoticed...
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