Except there wasn’t an audience waiting for her performance. She stood there, waiting.And on cue, he suddenly appeared, timing impeccable. Hades.Helen grinned. She couldn’t help it. When a delicious naked man, sleek and sensuous, sauntered toward a girl, and he was all hers in that place and time, there was just so much self-control a healthy female had. Her libido didn’t seem to care that said male was also a computer-generated avatar.She went up to him, eyeing his body appreciatively. One would think that now that she knew the face behind the avatar, it would be less exciting to watch a naked man. Not so. It made everything brand new, more exciting, even. The real man behind the controls was far, far more intriguing.They met in the middle somewhere, still in that spotlight. The few times they’d done this, he had activated different scenes, once using the virtual image of a room that looked the same as the VR room in which she’d learned remote viewing, and the last time, he’d recreated her quarters to the last detail, reminding her how he’d come to her that one memorable night.She knew him well enough by now to understand what he was trying to do.
