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"The Hero" "Alright everyone, try to relax the strippers will be here any minute," Brandon told his friends as they waited in the Hotel Suite. Most of these guys were friends from college. Some of them grew up together. Tonight was the night before their friend Marco was to be married. Brandon took a hit from a joint that Rick just rolled and passed it to Dale. "Now everyone remember this is Marco's day so make sure he takes his pick before anyone else." Marco shot a smile to Brandon. That's why he made Brandon his best man. It definitely wasn't because Brandon was an angel. Brandon was more like pure evil. Everyone hated Brandon. No one would tell him that though. Not because they were afraid of him. He probably could kick most of these guy's asses in a fight but that's not why they followed him around. He was a really good friend. Well, a really helpful friend let's say. Ok, maybe he wasn't that either. I think I need to take a minute or two explaining this whole Brandon thing. Brandon was the type of guy that would help you out when you really needed help. He would save your ass. Not for free. Oh no. You have to repay him. How do you repay Brandon? How does doing whatever he says for the rest of your life sound? No deal? You may not have a choice. Brandon had an eerie sort of talent for finding people that badly needed help and helping them. By helping them he would ensure that without a doubt they would be forever in his debt. So Marco made him the best man. Of course he did. He never really had a choice. When Marco got his girlfriend pregnant freshman year of college Brandon immediately befriended him. Marco and his girlfriend didn't have the money to afford college let alone raising a child. Brandon pulled some strings in his own talented way and was able to get Marco setup on certain programs that totally would fund Marco. He didn't especially need Brandon to do this. Brandon just makes it seem like that. That's what he does. His charisma is very powerful and his devious nature holds no bonds. As the dancers arrived and started their performance Eric couldn't help but notice how Brandon already seemed to know these girls. "Were these even strippers?" Eric thought to himself watching Brandon order them around like he owned them. "What if these girls were being forced to dance naked because Brandon wanted it that way," It definitely seemed like that by the way he talked to them. They did seem eager to please him. Eric looked over at his friend Jeremy. These girls were hypnotizing Jeremy with their beauty. Jeremy was a good-looking guy but he never had a girlfriend. He wasn't gay but Eric wasn't ruling it out. If Brandon wanted Jeremy to be gay than that's what would happen. Every time one of the girls walked towards Jeremy they would almost avoid him on purpose. As if Brandon told them to avoid Jeremy. Seemed highly likely. One blonde stripper was eerily staring at Jeremy. Eric thought she looked familiar. "Do I know her from somewhere?" he thought. She could be one of Brandon's friends. He did have a lot of friends that Eric didn't know. Jeremy and Brandon even used to have a strong friendship early on. Eric knew all about how that went south. Eric knew that Jeremy and Brandon were next-door neighbours growing up. Their fathers were best friends their whole lives. They started a company together. They made a lot of money. Forbes Magazine even did a story on them once. They planned to leave the company to the kids when they retired. Unfortunately, Brandon's father died in a skydiving accident when he was very young. There was always the possibility that when they were older Brandon and Jeremy could run the company together but as they got older that possibility kept slipping away. Brandon's mother ran into some financial problems after his dad's death so she sold Brandon's stake in the company to Jeremy's father. Then she spent most of that money too. It looked increasingly as if Brandon wasn't going to be getting a piece of his father's company, ever. Jeremy was all set at first. That is until Brandon started stepping in. Every chance Brandon got he built a relationship with Jeremy's father that over powered most father-son relationships. It got to the point where Jeremy wouldn't even be invited when Brandon and his father went hunting, fishing, camping, or any other "father-son" activity. Jeremy would hear his father tell him, "What the hell is wrong with you? You're a loser! You should be more like Brandon!" Jeremy couldn't argue. He wished he could be more like Brandon, but he just wasn't that type of guy. Eric remembered how they met. It was 5nd grade and Eric was the new kid in school. Brandon was in the process of showing Eric who ran the 5nd grade by kicking him and spitting on him as he tried to stand. This torment went on for a few days until one day Jeremy became friends with Eric. He invited Eric over to his house and introduced him to his father. Jeremy's father said, "Look at you kid! Looks like someone's been beaten on you. Who would do that to you?" Jeremy sneered, "It's a real bad kid father," giving Brandon a mean look. "A bad kid that likes picking on people weaker than him." Brandon gritted his teeth angrily back at Jeremy as if to say, "When I get you alone I'm going to kick your ass" Jeremy's father smiled. "Well that's all over now little Eric. Brandon here is a tough little boy. He'll protect this small boy from the bullies. Won't you Brandon?" Brandon smiled. This was yet another opportunity to prove to be the favourite in his Jeremy's father's eyes. "Of course I will," putting an arm around Eric. "From now on he's under my protection. I promise." Brandon never tormented Eric again and he was almost forced to join their little crew. As they got older their group of friends grew larger and larger. Brandon always taking the lead. He would never let anyone else be the leader, especially not Jeremy. Eric felt bad for Jeremy. How long would this go on? Who knows? Jeremy's father was almost for sure going to give the entire company to Brandon when he retired. Now they were in college and he was already grooming him for an executive position. Jeremy was receiving no such grooming. When Brandon becomes President of the company maybe he'd get Jeremy a job mopping the floors. The hot blonde stripper made her way over to Jeremy. Her schoolgirl outfit screamed "SEX!" She whispered something into Jeremy's ear and off they went together to a private room. That was the last Eric saw of Jeremy. He wasn't even jealous. He felt relieved that maybe his friend might finally get laid. Eric didn't get any lap dances and eventually an Uber driver took him home as he was to drunk to drive. The next day, in the afternoon, he got a call from Brandon. Eric didn't even ask why he was needed to go to the training. He just went. Brandon took his friends Eric and 3 others to the company he was eventually going to run and not a one asked why. Brandon told them to be there so they just went. No questions asked. They should have asked questions. They sat in a room that had different tables but they all sat at the same table. There were other people they didn't know at the other tables. The room had plain white walls. The silence in the room was eerily peaceful. Everyone in the room looked nervous and excited. Even the college girl with the glasses and the lab coat taking notes in the corner looked a bit on edge as she stared at random people and took notes on her little pink clipboard. Brandon walked in wearing a bold suit and stood in the center of the room and began to talk. He was great at public speaking. Any audience felt the strength and power he exhibited. "Ok, by now you all know why you're here so let's just get started," He paused and looked around. "You do all know why you're here don't you?" They all shook their heads indicating they had no fucking clue why they were there. The girl in the lab coat and glasses started giggling. "Well I guess you're going to find out." Brandon laughed sadistically. "The crazy shit people do for a few bucks," He added smirking almost teasing them for obeying him. Forms were passed around so Eric and everyone else started to work on them. It was a standard information demographic survey. It asked questions such as race, sex, age, nationality, most advanced college degree attained, if any, eye color, hair color, height, weight, and on and on it went. Eventually, they were all given a couple of pills. Eric noticed everyone received different color pills. Each person was given 1, 2, or 3 pills. Eric was given 3, one white to be swallowed, a small red one he also swallowed, and finally a small pink one he was told to let dissolve under his tongue. They waited in the room another hour before being given another form to fill out. The form said, "Stage one Reactions" Then they were all sent home. Eric thought about walking in the next day and just telling Brandon he is quitting this experiment or whatever it is. He just went in the first day as a favour. He was never like all the other guys that just did whatever Brandon says. "I'm so incredibly hungry!" Eric moaned as he drove to the White Sand Corporation's headquarters office the next morning. For some reason they said, "No eating." "That's a dumb rule," Eric thought. The Company was named after Jeremy's father Arthur White, and Brandon's deceased father Henry Sand. The building was 37 stories tall and another 37 stories underground. Not only was it massive in height it also pushed out into 8 separate towers that met together in the middle. They stretched out from the center leaning into each other forming a pyramidal shape. As Eric stared at it from the highway driving in he actually thought it was more shaped similar to the Eifel Tower in Paris, France. Under the structure, in the center, was a small pond that was full of large pink swans, ducks, and other such birdlike life. Peacocks are very colourful so there was always at least one hanging around White Sand Park as it was called. The ceiling under the center had all kinds of digital special effects playing 24/7. Fresh flowers grew around and several benches were available for casual lunch eaters. A giant statue in the center of the pond of Aphrodite had jets of water shooting around her in various intervals. Eric entered the Research and Development tower and got on the elevator with other volunteers. "You were here yesterday weren't you?" a pretty college-aged female asked. Eric turned toward her to answer getting interrupted by another guy answering her, "Yea I was. This shit is crazy. My name is Doug. What's your name?" Eric rolled his eyes as he could tell this girl wasn't going to fall for Doug's obvious flirtation. She giggled and shook out her ponytail smiling and extending her hand to Doug for a handshake. "I'm Barbara. Everyone just calls me Barbie!" She chirped. Doug glanced at the numbers as they stopped descending and stopped on "Sub Level 19". The elevator was designed to take you to your authorized floor. Pushing buttons was not required. The screens on the walls scanned the passengers. A very convenient design, but the level of advanced technology often left passengers slightly uncomfortable. The elevator pinged and they stepped out nervously. Yesterday they were on Sub Level 11. That seemed deep enough into the Earth. Sub Level 19 was practically going all the way to China. After walking down the hallway they took their seats on a set of bleachers designed for at least 100 people. Eric, Doug, and Barbie took a seat with the other volunteers. There were a total of 12 of them today. The lap coat wearing girl from yesterday clopped into the room with her high heels under her lab coat holding a clip board and wearing several ID badges around her neck. Her black hair tied up on top of her head with curly strands flowing down her neck and across her face. Her large red glasses caused her eyes to bulge like a walrus. She was pretty until she talked. "Come up when I call your names and get your ID cards. They must be worn inside the facility at all times, so put them on immediately so I can see ooookay" she explained with a very whiny voice. She called them off starting with Destiny. She gave her a pink ID badge on a chain that Destiny quickly wore like a necklace. Tina also received a similar pink badge. Andy, was the first boy called and he received a pink one as well. Barbie also received a pink ID badge on a chain. Eric eventually walked up to retrieve his pink badge wearing it around his neck. It was a plain looking pink ID card in a holder. The ID card holder had the circle and cross Venus symbol on the back that Eric recognized it as the international sign for "female". When a girl named Karen received her pink badge the lab coat lady said, "Alright now for our males. Let's see Walter first..," Walter, Benjamin, Kenneth, Louis, Douglas, and Alberto all received blue ID card necklaces with the male symbol. Andy raised his hand. Lab coat lady pointed to him obviously annoyed. He nervously asked her, "Why did a couple of us guys get female ID card holders instead of the male ones?" "Because you're a Faggot," Doug laughed high-fiving Louis. That generated several good laughs from the males and the females. Lab coat lady rolled her eyes. "Try not to think to much about what pin you got. We had to transfer a couple of you over to the female group to even it up for the process. 6 in the male group, and 6 in the female group. It really doesn't mean anything other than that. It was a random selection." Ken looked over at Andy and said, "Dude, if you want I can go with the babes. We can trade ID card holders," Eyeing up the girls causing them to giggle. "NO! Absolutely not!" Lab coat lady stamped her foot. "No one is trading! The group you are in is the group you are in. Andy and Eric, you should both relax, we are adding an additional 100 dollars a day for your inconvenience." She ushered them off into two separate areas. The girl group took the elevator down to Sub Level floor 20. The male group rode the elevator up to Sub Level floor 10. As the week went on Eric forgot he even was thinking about quitting. He was having fun with the girls in his group. They just sat around watching boring 1960's safety videos, but for some reason it was the most fun he's ever had in his life. They kept cracking jokes and goofing around barely paying attention to the boring instructional videos. Plus, he was getting paid more then any job he's ever worked before. He couldn't remember ever being happier. Some of the other girls suggested that they might be getting high from the pills they were given everyday. Their various female instructors yelled at them if they referred to the pharmaceuticals as drugs. It was medicine and to be recognized as such. The medicine they kept being administered was once every morning and again at the end of the day. The first day they all got physically examined inside and out by a doctor. The girls propped up their legs in the stirrups just like seeing the gynaecologist. When Eric stripped down to his bare ass and put his legs in the stirrups he received several shots. One he got in the meaty part of his thigh. Another shot he got in each testicle. Finally, an injection directly into his penis. "OW! Why did you give me a shot in my cock?" Eric complained. "Don't worry" the doctor smiled examining Eric's penis. You'll hold on to this little guy for at least another year." Eric heard that and yelled, "Another year! What the hell does that mean you crazy asshole!" The doctor spoke peacefully, "Eric just calm down and relax. I won't remove it until you ask me I promise. Pinkie swears!" Holding up his pinkie finger and smiling. Eric shook pinkies with the doctor. "Fine, but your crazy if you think I want you to take away my cock!" The doctor chuckled quietly. "I'm here to do whatever you want. Scout's honour!" Eric never realized that there was never any sexual attraction between him and the other girls. Andy seemed to be flirting with Barbie, but it could be interpreted as two friends being silly with each other. They were just a group of six friends having fun. Plus he was getting paid the original $200 everyday that was promised plus his additional $100 for apparently being stuck with the girls. They were told this would go on 6 days a week from 7am to 9pm at night. Sunday was scheduled for a break they were told. Every morning he drove in from his apartment and drove home late at night. It was during the second week that he rode the elevator alone with one of the guys from the male group for the first time. After being in the girl group for over a week just being in an elevator with another guy felt strange. Eric just stood with his feet together and his hands together in front of his belt buckle. He stared at the numbers as they descended. At Sub Level 10 Ken started to exit the elevator but stopped and stared at Eric. "You...you look different," Ken mumbled trying to figure out what was different with Eric. Eric heard himself chirp a little giggle as he smiled trying not to laugh while asking, "I am different good or bad? I got new pants (twisting to show how his jeans were tight on his legs.) Is it my pants?" Ken just stared at him. "Are you, .....are you wearing makeup?" he asked confused. Eric smiled. "Sure a little I guess. I just had some little imperfections I needed to hide with concealer. It's not a big deal. You even noticing just proves I probably did a bad job at it." He laughed. Eric connected eyes with Ken as Ken asked. "Why is your face sparkly?" Eric fished his lip-gloss from his tight jeans showing Ken. "The sparkles are my lip gloss's fault. My lips are super chapped down on Sub 20. Maybe if my group was up here closer to the surface we wouldn't need lip protection." Rolling his eyes he was feeling that he successfully defended his makeup and his face treatments. Ken just mumbled, "Yea that's it I guess." When Eric mentioned it to the other girls they all giggled hysterically. "OMG! Erika, you need to totally flirt back when boys do that it's so funny. I told you wearing tighter jeans would pay off. You have a total girl butt. Your butt is like better than a lot of girls though. I'm so jelly. I bet he was probably staring at your ass the entire elevator ride." (Giggling) Eric laughed, "That is really funny, he was standing behind me the whole time on the elevator probably thinking I was a chick with this hair and these jeans." No one recognized how he mentioned his hair and the very next video that was played was a video about hair growth. The old black and white video had a young girl probably 19 getting her hair brushed by a lady that was probably her mother. "Now girls, we brush from the bottom up always don't we girls?" she said peacefully as she brushed away at the girl's hair. Goofy happy music played as she brushed and brushed giving hair care advice. Eric and Andy shared stories of teasing the boys with the other girls as the weeks went on. Eric noticed something going on with his chest around week 13 or 14. By then he was already wearing stuff like tight jean shorts or yoga pants with a tank top. His nipples were poking out like little tents. His only feeling when he noticed his nipples poking out his shirt was. "I hope I bump into a guy on the elevator. If I do I'm pushing out my chest so they can see my little nipples." He was debating doing those "breast exercises" they learned in class. Eric always liked looking at a girl's breasts. If he had a nice set of his own that would be super cool! Plus, he already was the envy of other girls because of his popping bubble booty. He wanted to make other girls envious by growing nicer breasts that would be just the best. "I already do my hair and makeup better than most girls!" he thought. With his honey blonde hair up in a high ponytail and his face properly in makeup he was indistinguishable from other girls unless you looked very closer at his face. They weren't looking at his face in the elevator. He would purposely stand in front closest to the door and let the boys stand behind him. It was like a thrill that rushed through his body as he stood in the elevator knowing the guy behind him was eyeballing his backside. Wearing thongs made the most sense. He wanted them to stare at his ass not his panties. Ken made the first move. As he exited the elevator one morning he let his finger drag softly up Eric's butt cheek. Eric smiled down at that obvious boner in Ken's pants. Before the door closed they connected eyes briefly. Eric blew him a kiss giggling. It made sense that he would get an apartment in the building. Driving in so early and driving home so late was dumb if he could just ride an elevator up to his apartment on the 22nd floor. He became roommates with Karen and Tina. Andy or Andrea as she was going by now, shared an apartment on the same floor with Destiny and Barbie. Some nights they would get together and have a sleepover. They would do each other's hair and give each other makeovers. It was about 6 months into the program when they were having one of these sleepovers. Erika was dressed as up in a short pleated skirt and a white crop top tied off above her navel. Her honey blonde hair was in pigtails and she was even wearing black stripper 5-inch high heels. The makeup she wore made her look like an absolute whore. She would often be dressed like this during these sleepovers so it didn't even phase her one Saturday night to stay dressed like that as she rode the elevator down to the lobby to raid the vending machine for candy. It was at least 2 in the morning and the next day was their day off as she felt someone standing behind her at the vending machine. She saw in the reflection it was Ken and he was totally checking her out. She decided to bend over letting her skirt slid up her butt showing her panties to give Ken an innocent thrill while she grabbed her candy from the machine. She walked back to the elevator and as she pressed the button Ken was standing behind her again. She asked him "Were you getting something to bring back to your room?" She noticed he didn't buy anything. He licked his lips. "Yea I was going to get some potato chips or something but you know what?" "What?" Erika giggled and got on the elevator with him. Erika had been noticing that all the guys in the male group were getting bigger. Ken was practically bulging out of his shirt. His muscles scared Erika and excited her at the same time. All those weeks seeing the men getting bigger and stronger as she got smaller and more feminine were having an effect on her. Just being close to one of the males made her budding nipples hard and sent chills up her spine. All the girls talking about the bulges in the men's pants didn't help matters. Now that was all Erika could even think about. As Ken started to corner her in the elevator she noticed the outline of his cock bulging his sweat pants. Every detail was displayed. He may as well have been wearing nothing at all with his giant monster cock bulging out those pants. He continued cornering her in the elevator. He breathed softly to her. "I was wondering if like...did you maybe want to come to my room?" She contemplated the offer and bit her lip feeling him press his erection into her hipbone. "The other guys... your umm.... what about your roommates?" Erika breathed, as his face got closer to hers. "They went on a trip. They won't be back until next week." He smiled and lightly kissed her lower lip. "Ohhh. I guess then ....I don't see why I couldn't stop by for a little fun." Her lips locked with his as their tongues danced and she rubbed his erection with her hand over his sweatpants. She answered the texts she received the next day from Karen with a tongue sticking out emoji and a row of bananas. Karen texted back, "I don't get it? You're buying bananas or something? (Confused face emoji) Pick me up some apples I guess?" Erika giggled and texted her back, "There is like only one apple. It's like on a stick. It's all mine. Plus you wouldn't want this apple after where it's been. ("Ok" hand emoji that represents sex)." Karen scratched her head thinking, "Apple on stick?? What is that girl talking about there ain't no apples on sticks." Karen yelled to Tina "Hey TEEENA!!" "What up girl?" Tina asked casually while she painted her toes. "Our girl Erika is like texting me she got like an apple on a stick and she has been putting it places like that are so bad I wouldn't want the apple afterwards what the fuck is that girl..............OMG I'm a freaking idiot." Karen slapped her forehead. Tina was laughing hysterically "Looks like our girl Erika went and got herself some DICK!" For every night the next week she was sneaking over to Ken's room and making out with him. Their session would end with either a wet sloppy blowjob, or Erika on top of her man bouncing her tits up and down, screaming in ecstasy as she rides Ken's long thick shaft in and out of her backdoor love hole. In class Andrea confided in Erika. "I heard about you and Ken you little whore" giggling. "OMG! Who told you it's not what you think I was just..." "Getting your titties fucked off every night?" Andrea giggled. "Look," Andrea continued. "You can't just fuck Ken all the time. The other guys see you going in and out of his room all the time. Last night Louis said he jerked off listening to your erotic screams and moans as Ken fucked you." Erika thought about that for a second. "They listen to me having sex and jerk off?" "Erika, you're going to need to visit Louis, Ben, and Doug's room tonight. They are asking to run a train on you." "A train?" Erika mumbled frightened. "Oh dear." Barbie rode the elevator up with Erika that evening. Erika looked over at the smoking hot Blonde. Barbie was wearing a tight pair of daisy duke shorts and a pink crop top that left nothing to the imagination. When Erika was still Eric he would have probably done anything to get a chance to ride the elevator alone with such a super fox. Now he was a little disappointed that he was in that elevator with some dumb girl instead of horny guy with a meaty cock that he could make hard by flirting and showing some skin. Barbie glanced over at Erika. "So be honest Erika sweetie. I bet your little panties have been soaked all day since Andrea told you about how much dick you're getting tonight?" Erika tossed her hair over her shoulder. She opened her compact mirror with one hand and started touching up her eyeliner with the other. "I haven't thought about it at all actually. I figured it was only a matter of time until whatever pussy they were fucking got wore out and they needed a nice new tight hole to plug." Barbie gasped offended. 'Erika knows damn well that those boys fuck me six ways to Sunday every night. She stood with her mouth opened and her eyebrow raised shrewdly. "Yea well they fuck my ass too sweetheart but I know these boys and it's a real women's pussy that they want and truth is...(scoffs).... I got a pretty pink pussy they can hit whenever they want and the only thing you are is a giant gaping asshole." "Bitch No the fuck you just didn't," Erika snapped at her. "Bring it on HO!" Barbie shouting and dropped her bag on the floor raising her fists. No fists were swung of course. They both immediately grabbed a handful of the other person's hair and yanked. "You let go of my hair you WHORE!!!" Barbie screamed with tears in her eyes. "Fuck you bitch! Get your dick grabbers off my head first SLUT!!!" As they wrestled and yanked each other's hair they kept slamming into the side panels on the elevator. The elevator was not programmed to understand what was happening. Eventually, the elevator just short-circuited. The elevator pinged and came to a stop. All the electricity seemed to go out and the lights clicked off except for the display of the floor numbers. They kept holding each other's hair and crying while the numbers on the elevator no longer were rising, they were now falling. At Sub Level Seven the elevator shifted and they felt like they were descending but now at an incline. The digital display that usually read the numbers said " ERROR" in bright red letters. When the elevator slammed to a stop again they released each other's death grip. They were clearly not under the building's anymore. Where were they? The Elevator shifted violently and started traveling sideways at a great speed that tossed Barbie and Erika toward one of the walls. They both cowered in a corner and screamed bloody murder a scream so high pitched it would shatter glass. When the elevator slammed to a stop again they fell to the floor. 'Ping' The doors opened. And there in front of them...stood... "Jeremy?" Erika asked. "Erika? I thought I'd never see you again?" Jeremy's eyes lit up. Barbie smiled and continued sitting on the floor now filing away at her claws, " riiiiiight? (Giggling) Erika is like shockingly ugly isn't she? She's like probably like the ugliest bitch that ever lived. For real." Jeremy checked some of his documents. "Your name must be Barbie." Barbie stood up and posed. "Well you know who I am, and all I know about you is how cute you are." Erika stomped her foot and shouted, "No Jeremy is my man not yours bitch!" Erika thought about what she just said. She remembered being friends with Jeremy. When they were playing video games. The times they threw a football to each other. For some reason those memories were very hazy. When she looked at Jeremy now all she thought about is excitement and a curious wonder what his cum would taste like. "I'm sorry but I don't have a lot of time to explain but I am not rescuing you right now. This is our only chance to take the company down," Jeremy handed Erika a small USB flash drive. She smiled. "This is cute! What does it do?" She giggled and licked it. "OMG! Please don't eat the virus!" He begged her. Dropping the flash drive on the floor she exclaimed, "Ewww! It's a virus. Yuck! I licked it!" She started wiping her tongue with her hand. As it landed on the floor Barbie kicked it out of the elevator. "Keep your viruses away from me, bitch! I don't want your coodies." Jeremy picked it back up and before handing it back to Erika hand to rethink what to tell her. After a short pause he smiled and said. "This not really a virus. I only said that so Barbie wouldn't want it. It's a way to get free sexy clothes and makeup." Erika quickly grabbed it back from him and slipped it into her bra. Barbie started to protest and Erika just stuck out her tongue at her. The lights in the elevator started to turn on. Jeremy started talking faster, "We don't have much time. You have to somehow get up to the 37th floor past security and just stick that in the USB slot of any computer hooked up to the network on that floor! The flash drive will do all the work by itself. When the uploading bar on the screen reads 100% it will self destruct so make sure you are nowhere near it the computer after you insert the drive. Do you understand?" Before the elevator doors closed Erika giggled and said, "Cool, your so cute! What's a computer?" After the elevator left Jeremy stood there in shock. He knew she wasn't the smartest girl but how could she not know what a computer was? The passenger door on his jeep opened and a girl in a cheerleader uniform stepped out. As Megan adjusted her cheerleader skirt one of the rear passenger doors opened and a man in a suit stepped out. The man in a suit flipped out a pair of sunglasses and slipped them on his face smiling. "You ready to meet the old me, Megan Brown?" he smiled. Jeremy was still so shocked from how stupid Erika was. He turned to Megan and embraced her. "I'm going to miss you sweetheart." Megan smiled back at Jeremy. "Don't worry about me. You need to make sure the rest of the plan goes through. On your side." They kissed briefly. The man in the suit picked up some dirt and threw it in the air watching the wind blow it away slightly. "It's not to windy this could work. Otworzy? now? ?cie?k? czasu" A large purple and blue spinning portal opened. Before Megan walked through she glanced back and said "Goodbye Jeremy, Goodbye Nolan." The man in the suit smiled and said, "Be easy on my former self. I was a bit of corporate stooge back then." Megan smiled again and disappeared into the portal. ...To be continued...