WULFRIC looked down at the tent forming under his pajama pants and cursed under his breath again. Shit. Was he always going to get kicked out of VirtualNet every time he and Aster kissed? No, that was not right. They had been doing more than just kissing. His heart had been pounding so fast that the system flagged it as a health risk and threw him out. Again.
He took a deep breath and tried his best to calm down. He could not log back in until his heart rate went back to normal. Fuck. Maybe he should have the VirtualNet safety system overhauled. Why was he getting kicked out just because he was too turned on? The system should be able to tell the difference between a real medical emergency and a guy who just had a hard-on.
