I was a great programmer, until my accident. Now I couldn’t event use my fingers to type a message. My friend, Denise came to my rescue one day, with a spiritual solution: there was this place where many have traveled to and reached a inner spiritual level that surpassed our material need. Also, there are stories of some who have abandoned they body altogether and is thought that they may have stolen others. So I did, I infiltrated my self in their cult as a man trying to find myself and leave my material need behind. One night I managed to leave my body. As I saw it lifeless, I said my farewell and traveled miles to find a host. I found her. Why a girl? Now that I have my hand mobility back, fingering code is not the only thing that will bring me pleasure.
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