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The black silhouette myfriendshotmommrsmonroe that stepped through the myfriendshotmom open portal and into her room padded lightly myfriendshotmom to the side of her bed, stopping as if to appreciate the lithe form myfriendshotmom even myfriendshotmom night goggles could myfriendshotmom ascertain was beneath the covers myfriendshotmom.
A finger seductively monroe traced the outline mrs of the button, and then pressed. A mrs red LED at the monroe end myfriendshotmommrsmonroe of the antenna began flashing, searching myfriendshotmommrsmonroe for the carrier wave that would give it instructions to myfriendshotmom pass along to myfriendshotmom the framework which would, in myfriendshotmom turn myfriendshotmom, pass them on to Maria.
Her eyes flipped open, staring blankly and steadily ahead. The edges of the visor began to show evidence of an indigo greenish light, framing her face slightly as her cheeks began to twitch. Her myfriendshotmommrsmonroe fingers lifted and simone jerked once. Then myfriendshotmom they monroe jerked again, followed by her feet, torso and limbs myfriendshotmommrsmonroe. The myfriendshotmommrsmonroe movements slowly built to myfriendshotmommrsmonroe a frantic speed, but not convulsively.
Her myfriendshotmom lips went from a smile to a grimace and back again myfriendshotmom at blinding speed join... the myfriendshotmom effect monroe was nearly comic in myfriendshotmom its obsessed motion. Her myfriendshotmom dilated eyes moved myfriendshotmom back myfriendshotmom and forth and up and down, as if myfriendshotmom following simone a series myfriendshotmom of invisible, supersonic events. Faster and faster they moved, from point to point, almost blurring myfriendshotmom in their inhuman speed.
She myfriendshotmom went back to the bathroom and placed the mrs myfriendshotmom simone tube of lipstick on the sink. Then, looking mrs myfriendshotmom simone again into the mirror mrs, she considered her myfriendshotmom hair. It had always been one of her most prized assets... flowing to the middle of her mrs back, it shone with highlights that caught the slightest hint of light. It monroe was, in a myfriendshotmom word, gorgeous.
With impeccable handwriting, each had myfriendshotmom written across her own chest, in bright red lipstick, the words, "PHASE ONE COMPLETE."
Thelma sat mrs myfriendshotmom simone speechless for a moment, unable to comprehend myfriendshotmom the meaning of Sylvia's words. Yes myfriendshotmom, she had a blossoming career as a software engineer myfriendshotmommrsmonroe, and though dedicated mrs myfriendshotmom simone, she'd never been a workaholic. She would never let her career get join in the way of...
Despite years of promises to herself never to invalidate her daughter's adult myfriendshotmom decisions, she found herself arguing join. "But Sylvia Lynn... this could mrs devastate your career..."
"Johannsen...?" Thelma repeated the myfriendshotmom name distractedly, as she felt her arguments hitting a brick wall. She suddenly had a monroe thousand memories, a million feelings for which she couldn't find the words spinning in her head, that kept coming back to monroe a single thought: 'My daughter...'
But Thelma was myfriendshotmommrsmonroe having a hard time myfriendshotmom listening monroe. She wasn't sure that myfriendshotmom she could handle any more without screaming. Acting myfriendshotmommrsmonroe completely on reflex, she began to lean on her well-practiced "political distance", while inside myfriendshotmommrsmonroe, she was crumbling in confusion mrs myfriendshotmom simone.
Very softly, she began to cry.
"Yes, Tim, cancel my afternoon appointments."
"And try to find Phil Cameron. You know, Sylvia's boyfriend. In the myfriendshotmom meantime, I'm going mrs myfriendshotmom simone out to... Johannsen... umm monroe..."
"Yes, how did you know?"
"Make it. Tomorrow morning. Ten mrs o'clock."
The woman myfriendshotmom was in her late twenties, perhaps five mrs-foot-five, but the black platform high-heeled boots she wore brought her up myfriendshotmom to mrs myfriendshotmom simone nearly six feet. She was conservatively simone dressed otherwise, at least at monroe first glance, but join her clothes exuded a kind of simone seductive grace that was at once join disturbing and intimidating myfriendshotmommrsmonroe.
She was confident, and confident without a single waver. She was monroe obviously completely at join home in her myfriendshotmom role as the head myfriendshotmom of a small myfriendshotmom but growing technology company, and unafraid of the power or authority of others.
"Please. Call me Andrea. And I think myfriendshotmommrsmonroe your concern is admirable myfriendshotmommrsmonroe."
She myfriendshotmommrsmonroe studied the Governor for a moment before continuing.
"So far, we mrs have kept our ventures in the private simone sector. But, as you may have myfriendshotmommrsmonroe guessed myfriendshotmom by my continued pursuit of this meeting, we are very interested mrs in moving into the public arena myfriendshotmom. We have been mrs recruiting myfriendshotmom the best minds available, your daughter's included myfriendshotmom, to myfriendshotmommrsmonroe give join our company mrs leverage in new and exciting myfriendshotmom fields myfriendshotmom of endeavor.
Thelma considered her reply myfriendshotmom for a moment. This was certainly not what she had expected mrs myfriendshotmom simone, and it was getting her no closer to monroe solving the mystery of myfriendshotmommrsmonroe Sylvia's overnight change myfriendshotmom of sexual orientation. Instead of answers, she was getting mrs myfriendshotmom simone a sales pitch, albeit a myfriendshotmom fascinating one myfriendshotmom.
Unfolding it, she continued, "This is called a Trainer. You're simply going to love having one. Sylvia certainly join loves hers myfriendshotmommrsmonroe. It simone works on a slightly mrs different principle than the mind-lock. I'd explain, but simone I don't really mrs myfriendshotmom simone have the join time. And neither do you. Besides myfriendshotmommrsmonroe, you myfriendshotmom wouldn mrs myfriendshotmom simone't myfriendshotmommrsmonroe remember it myfriendshotmommrsmonroe anyway.
Coming back around to the myfriendshotmom Governor's front mrs, she said, smiling, "I'm sorry if it's uncomfortable, Thel, dear. You should have seen the myfriendshotmommrsmonroe first one monroe, though. Big bulky full-head helmet, kind myfriendshotmom of like a cleaning bucket that myfriendshotmommrsmonroe weighed about twenty pounds... I had to drug the inventor myfriendshotmommrsmonroe to keep him still while myfriendshotmom I fitted it onto him. Shortly join after that, though, he worked day and night to develop myfriendshotmom this version. And within the next few myfriendshotmom days, I'm expecting something myfriendshotmommrsmonroe that will fit onto join a pair myfriendshotmom of glasses, or in dentures, or... well isn't it just exciting?" Andrea shook Thelma's head up mrs and down. "I knew you'd think so." she said myfriendshotmom, laughing softly.
"Thelma... wake up. Thelma."
She let her hand wander myfriendshotmom down to the front slit of her monroe skirt myfriendshotmommrsmonroe and inside to her wetness as she watched Thelma myfriendshotmom's brain accept join the myfriendshotmommrsmonroe Trainer's information... even after thousands of these sessions, it mrs still sent shivers of arousal through her as if it myfriendshotmommrsmonroe were monroe the monroe first time. She moaned as her finger tried to keep time join with simone Thelma's eye movements myfriendshotmom.
"Because I care for you more than anyone else. That's why I'm so hurt that you could ever have been unfaithful myfriendshotmommrsmonroe. Your myfriendshotmom husband may mrs be long gone, but the treachery of leaving me for him still makes mrs you feel myfriendshotmom guilty. So guilty. So ashamed. I thought you were better than that. At least you've given me monroe your daughter myfriendshotmom. Or, should I say... my daughter. Well, I think you should tell me mrs myfriendshotmom simone. Now mrs.
"Your... nnnng... daughter..."
Thelma's myfriendshotmommrsmonroe lower lip started to tremble as her heart ached in shame mrs myfriendshotmom simone.
"Yours, Andrea... I have to prove..."
Tim stood and walked into the mrs Governor's office, his mind free from worry about myfriendshotmom what had been or myfriendshotmommrsmonroe what myfriendshotmom would simone come... only knowing that for now, Andrea had another mrs myfriendshotmom simone wonderful task myfriendshotmom for him to perform.
Veronica watched the young woman through the control room monroe window with simone great interest. There was a monroe delicious hint of join fear in the girl's defiant eyes mrs myfriendshotmom simone, and Veronica couldn't myfriendshotmommrsmonroe help but savor join it myfriendshotmommrsmonroe for monroe a few moments longer.
'No matter,' thought Veronica, wryly. Soon enough myfriendshotmom, the breasts, the eyes, the lips myfriendshotmom and tongue, and even the hair mrs myfriendshotmom simone would have but one purpose monroe... to wait upon the pleasure of mrs Andrea monroe.
The three figures worked quickly and stepped back. There were wires extending into every orifice in her myfriendshotmom body, attached to devices that lay inside her, waiting to monroe do their insidious work.
"Segment Two complete monroe," came a voice through the speaker in the control myfriendshotmommrsmonroe room myfriendshotmommrsmonroe. Veronica smiled. That would myfriendshotmommrsmonroe be Dana. She let her mind mrs wander back in myfriendshotmommrsmonroe lust for a simone moment mrs to myfriendshotmom the mild, slightly tart taste monroe of the recently trained femslut mrs.
"Nothing. You thought we did something but mrs myfriendshotmom simone we didn't do anything."
Veronica watched as the intravenous tubes myfriendshotmom began myfriendshotmom injecting a series of drugs into Ramona's monroe body. Some were local stimulants, some, psycho myfriendshotmommrsmonroe-active agents that would increase mrs myfriendshotmom simone her emotional response, and some had a slightly hallucinogenic effect, which would myfriendshotmommrsmonroe bring the coming images myfriendshotmom to life mrs myfriendshotmom simone.
"Hello, Maria myfriendshotmom," she said into the phone. "I have a couple of hours, and I have something I want to show you... no, not the new recruit... this is more... personal. Vulva simone Delecta join. ...Yes, pretty Maria... that's much better, femslut... mmmm feel the desire and obedience burning in you... succumb to the sensations... obey your lust... obey your Training... I myfriendshotmom'll be waiting mrs in the myfriendshotmom control room."
Veronica gradually reduced the mrs signal. Slowly Ramona recovered, and sighed, "Mmmmm, do myfriendshotmom that join again..."
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