Rico stumbled on his way back to the room, his body literally was dripping sweat. He hadn't considered Florida's high humidity when he began his run. He fell on to his bed, and breathed heavily. He dozed briefly.
Dani had long since stopped his mental screams. Rico had just run 16 km--nearly 10 miles. Dani's cushy sock body was now well pressed and soaked with sweat. Rico kicked off his socks and shoes and headed to the bathroom to soak his sore muscles in a hot tub. Then he saw the pda on Dani's bed. Wonder if he's got any good games on this baby.
Rico shucked the last of his clothes, turned on the pda as he closed the bathroom door. He turned on the water to fill the tub, and sat on the toilet.
The pda booted and simply opened a window marked with the symbol of an arrow.
"Hm, maybe it's a search engine," Rico mumbled, and began typing on the tiny keypad.
In the other room, Dani felt his crusty, damp, hardening, stinky, separated, crumpled form tingle. The two socks moved toward each other and merged. Dani was changing as Rico typed...