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sexually charged racetrack fantasy story of Mari Ishikawa :
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hing voice told him, "Welcome to the Virtual Interface. Please voice
your destination, or you may browse through our destination catalogue."
"Well where is the fuckin' catalogue?" Reggie muttered to himself.
Instantly the swirling colors about him disappeared, replaced by a
screen directly in front of Reggie. He reached out to touch it, and
discovered he could pick it up. It was about as big as the Etch-a-sketch he
had owned as a child, but it was filled with words informing him about
various catagories of destinations for him to look through.
He quickly found the catagory he was looking for, "Sex." Within this
catagory, he narrowed his search into "Sexual Dominance and Submission."
He felt his cock harden as he glanced through the "Virtual Scenes" presented
to him in the catalogue. All his sexual fantasies seemed to be Mari's e in
intricate detail- as well as some he'd never even dreamed of. The
possibilities seemed endless. He reached down and began stroking himself as
he tried to decide. Finally he settled on one he found especially erotic -
"French maid, sex slave in English manor."
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