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Note from the Author: This story is a little different from most of the things I've seen posted around the net. In addition to being along a SciFi vein, it also has a plot which (I hope) people will find both entertaining and thought provoking. I have to admit, there are some pretty weird things in here, so I'm assuming that this probably won't be to everyone's liking. This is my first stab at writing erotic fiction for public consumption, so I'd be interested in hearing from people. You can reach me at grumpus@mail.gv2.net.

SEVEN – The Halftime Hearing

"Congratulations," came a voice from within the darkness. "You’re the first to have skipped twenty cycles. You’ve earned yourself a hearing."

I opened my eyes and I seemed to be in some kind of a hospital. There were tubes and shit connected to me on virtually every bit of my exposed flesh. There were two men in lab coats looming over me. I recoiled – as much as I could being strapped so securely into the bed – at the sight of one of the men – it was Al!

"Relax!’ came the voice of the other man, a stranger to me. "Do you remember who you are?"

"Ross," I mumbled through the tubes in my mouth. "Jacquelyn Ross."

The men looked at each other for a moment before the stranger spoke again. "Yes, in your last incarnation. But, who are you really?"

I thought for a moment. My brain did a sort of internal diagnostic on itself and I realized that I was a male. "Jack Reise."

The looks of concern were replaced with smiles of relief. "You had us worried there for a minute," said Al. "This is a new method of therapy, so there are bound to be glitches."

Therapy?

"Do you remember why you are here?" asked the stranger.

I didn’t. I was supposed to be appearing somewhere in the past and getting ready to take another stab at getting out of the stupid game. I shook my head.

"We rather assumed that you wouldn’t," said that stranger. "That’s fine though. Why don’t you get some sleep and when you wake up, we’ll take you in for your hearing."

This isn’t how the game works!

I woke up to the sight of a rather attractive nurse standing over me. She smiled down and winked. "Good morning, Mr. Reise. Welcome back to the real world."

The tubes had all been removed and I was able to sit up without restraint. "Where am I?"

The nurse smiled. "You’re home, Mr. Ross. And you’ve got a good chance of being able to stay here if you can show that you’ve been rehabilitated."

Rehabilitated? Therapy?

"You’d better get dressed," she said holding up a hospital gown. "They’re waiting for you in the hearing room."

I put on the gown and was led out of the hospital room. The hallway looked more like a prison corridor than a hospital. There were bars along all the windows and we had to go through three security points before we reached our destination. I knew it was where we were going before the nurse even pointed me toward the door. It said, "Hearing Room" right there on the placard.

I stepped into the room and looked around. There was a long table with twelve men, some of whom I recognized. Al, Art, and Archie – StormTroopers! One of the ones I didn’t know motioned for me to have a seat in the empty chair at the far end of the table. I walked slowly across the carpeted floor, my bare feet tingling on the thick carpet. I could feel all of their eyes on me, assessing me. I felt totally humiliated by the time I reached the chair and sat down.

"This is a hearing of the United States Supreme Court in the case of The United States vs. Jack Reise for multiple sex crimes against the community," read one of the men from a fancy looking scroll. "This is not a hearing to determine guilt – this has already been determined. We are here today to decide if the perpetrator has been rehabilitated and can be put back into society."

Sex Crimes?

The sickening truth hit me like a ton of bricks. I had committed some kind of sex crime and had been subjected to some kind of experimental rehabilitation. A very complex VR simulation? I didn’t know. It seemed to make sense. They’d wiped my memory of my past life, then put me through the sim again and again until they broke me of my desire for sex.

But I had sex during my last shift! A ton of it!

"Are you ready to proceed, Jack?" It was Al who asked the question.

"I have no idea," I muttered.

"Please rise and remove your gown," instructed Archie.

I hesitated.

"Please," said Art. "All you need to do is pass the test and you’ll be free to go back into society. That’s what you want, isn’t it?"

It was exactly what I wanted.

I stood and lowered my gown, exposing my limp manhood for all to see. It was only a second before I discovered just what this little test would entail. The door beside me opened and in stepped that sexy nurse who had led me down here.

And, of course, she was nude.

I could feel all eyes in the room on me as she slinked over to me with one of those sexy walks. She had one of the hottest bodies I’d seen in all of my lives – real or imagined. I tried to resist, but as her hands started to move up and down over my bare flesh, my cock began to harden.

There was a collective moan of exasperation from the table as the nurse lowered herself down my body and wrapped her perfect lips around my cock. It went right to full staff and there was nothing I could do but move my hips and fuck that lovely mouth.

"I hereby sentence Jack Ross," came a voice from through the haze of my pleasure, "to another 20 cycles of rehabilitation. Case closed."

I shot my load into her exquisite mouth as the world turned upside down and I was on my way back in to the only lives I’d truly ever known, bizarre as they may be.

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End Part One
 

Author's Note: I hope you enjoyed all seven chapters which make up part one of this epic tale. As of now, I don't know how many parts there are going to be. It all depends on the reactions of you, the reader. If there isn't much feedback, I'll probably just finish it off with the second part and let it go at that. If there is a lot of positive response, I believe that this is something that could go on for years to come. We'll see how it goes. :) Enjoy and keep an eye out for Part Two of Time and Again - "The God Conspiracy."

- Doc Savage 10/99