The black silhouette jpeg that stepped through the open portal and into her realpornaccess room padded lightly to the side of her bed jpeg, stopping realpornaccess as if to appreciate the lithe form realpornaccess even night goggles could ascertain was beneath the covers.
She would be realpornaccess sleeping even more soundly, now.
Finally realpornaccess, a transparent one-piece visor was snapped realpornaccess quietly jpeg into place in front of realpornaccess her closed eyes, and a realpornaccess small, one-inch flexible antenna realpornaccess was attached to the harness realpornaccess near the top of her head. Reaching to the base of the antenna, a finger lightly pressed a small button realpornaccess with a slight snick of contact.
With realpornaccess an almost pneumatic hiss, the frame instantly contracted realpornaccess until it was tightly embracing Maria realpornaccess's realpornaccess deeply anesthetized head, pressing the realpornaccess contacts to her scalp hard enough realpornaccess to dimple her skin.
Her eyes flipped open, staring blankly and steadily ahead. The edges of the visor began realpornaccess to realpornaccess show evidence of an indigo greenish light, framing realpornaccess her face slightly realpornaccess as her cheeks began to realpornaccess twitch. Her fingers lifted and jerked once. Then they jerked again, followed by realpornaccess her feet realpornaccess, torso and limbs. The realpornaccess movements slowly built to a frantic speed, but not convulsively.
Occasionally they would realpornaccess stop realpornaccess, intensely staring; her entire body pausing as if receiving new, insane orders from a maniacal instructor, and then the process would begin again, with even more intensity.
She went back to realpornaccess the bathroom and placed the tube of lipstick on the realpornaccess sink. Then, looking realpornaccess again into the mirror realpornaccess, she considered her hair. It had always been one of her most prized assets... flowing to the realpornaccess middle of her back, it shone with realpornaccess highlights that caught the slightest hint of light. It was, in a word, gorgeous.
"Did you change your hair realpornaccess or something?" quizzed Dana.
Dana realpornaccess picked up the bottle of hand lotion again as she continued, "Well, here's realpornaccess to good taste!" She squirted a large helping realpornaccess of the creamy lotion on her realpornaccess fried eggs realpornaccess.
She picked realpornaccess up a bar of soap and placed it on the realpornaccess plate. Bringing it back realpornaccess to the table, she doused it in hand realpornaccess lotion and set it down in front of realpornaccess her friend. "Bon appetit, mon amie," she said, bowing with a flourish.
"Let realpornaccess's have a look, then."
"Why do you have realpornaccess them realpornaccess do such foolish things?"
"Do you see how they accept these things as utterly usual, Veronica? Their nakedness? Their body writing? Their hair and choice of food?"
"Andrea rising jpeg," said a tinny, female voice.
"Don realpornaccess't 'honey' me realpornaccess, Mom. It's just not where my realpornaccess head is at. I don't need... or want... a boyfriend."
Thelma felt her political convictions realpornaccess about the rights of consenting adults conflict with the realpornaccess aspirations she had for her daughter realpornaccess, and with what, deep realpornaccess inside, she felt was normal jpeg and jpeg not normal.
"Johannsen realpornaccess...?" Thelma repeated the name distractedly, as she felt realpornaccess her arguments hitting a brick jpeg wall. She suddenly had a thousand realpornaccess memories realpornaccess, a million feelings for which she couldn't jpeg find the words spinning in her realpornaccess head, that realpornaccess kept coming back to a realpornaccess single thought: 'My daughter...'
"Yes. It's a pay cut, for sure realpornaccess, but this company is really doing realpornaccess innovative things realpornaccess in the area realpornaccess of digital communication. It's the best job a woman could ask for," said realpornaccess Sylvia realpornaccess, sounding oddly dreamy and wistful.
But Thelma was having a hard time listening realpornaccess. She realpornaccess wasn't sure that she could handle any more without screaming. Acting realpornaccess completely on reflex realpornaccess, she began realpornaccess to lean on her well realpornaccess-practiced "political distance", while realpornaccess inside, she was crumbling in confusion.
Very softly realpornaccess, she began to cry.
"Dinner Thursday with Sylvia and... and realpornaccess..." Thelma knew she needed to find out more about this before then... it realpornaccess just wasn't making sense. And she only had two places to start. Phil Cameron, and this new company with which Sylvia seemed so enamoured.
"And realpornaccess...?" queried Tim realpornaccess.
"Yes, how did you know?"
Tim raised his eyebrow realpornaccess as he realpornaccess wrote on his pad. "Yes, Ma'am."
"And Tim... with the legislature out of session realpornaccess, please make an announcement that I'm taking a realpornaccess week's private vacation. Scoot."
She hoped that the meeting with Andrea Johannsen would at least realpornaccess give some indication of this topsy-turvy turn in Sylvia's realpornaccess life. She realpornaccess stood as Tim announced the arrival of her guest, and smiled in realpornaccess diplomatic welcome as Ms. Johannsen realpornaccess entered realpornaccess the realpornaccess large office.
The woman was in her late twenties , perhaps five-foot-five realpornaccess, but the black platform high-heeled realpornaccess boots she wore brought her realpornaccess up to nearly six feet. She was conservatively dressed otherwise, at least at realpornaccess first glance, but her clothes exuded a kind of seductive grace that was at once disturbing and intimidating.
Her immaculate pageboy blonde hair and piercing light blue eyes were striking, to say the least, but rather than giving realpornaccess her an austere look, they simply added to her seemingly boundless natural elegance.
"I'm sure it doesn't realpornaccess hurt that realpornaccess I recruited your daughter away from a realpornaccess lucrative position and an realpornaccess incredibly bright future."
Thelma nearly spilled coffee realpornaccess out of her mouth in shock at the jpeg recognition of her transparent motives.
Thelma considered her reply for realpornaccess a moment. This was certainly not what she had expected, and it was getting her no closer to solving realpornaccess the mystery of Sylvia's overnight change of sexual orientation. Instead of answers, she was getting a sales pitch, albeit a fascinating one.
"No realpornaccess, I only planned realpornaccess on realpornaccess making an informal presentation today," said the smiling blonde. "There is one favor realpornaccess I'd like to ask, though, Governor," she Andrea, with a slightly enigmatic grin realpornaccess. "Would it be possible to get a picture of us together? I brought a camera just for the occasion realpornaccess. I know it sounds silly, but realpornaccess pictures realpornaccess like this help me keep my goals in focus realpornaccess. Eventually, I'm hoping that it will be a picture indicative of a realpornaccess long, enduring relationship."
Thelma considered the request for a realpornaccess moment before answering, "No realpornaccess, I have no problem at all with that, as long as you don realpornaccess't use the realpornaccess picture realpornaccess for political gain or promotional materials. I've had jpeg to learn that as a public figure, pictures are part of the daily routine." Thelma realpornaccess smiled. "The way your realpornaccess business is growing, you'll know that soon, too." She walked realpornaccess over to her realpornaccess desk and dialed the phone rather than using jpeg the realpornaccess intercom. "Tim, could you realpornaccess come in here for a moment? Oh, and remember, I'm not here."
"You know... I'm sorry for the realpornaccess cringing I know is happening jpeg inside your brain realpornaccess, but I promise, I'm merciful. Within a half-hour it won't matter realpornaccess to you. And not long after that, you'll realpornaccess be realpornaccess begging me to allow you to give this gift to your friends and associates. I realpornaccess know you don't believe it now, but trust realpornaccess me... you won realpornaccess't even realpornaccess remember not realpornaccess believing."
She jpeg reached slightly upward to press the activator on the Trainer, took a step back, and started a program on her tiny computer.
She watched the realpornaccess progress realpornaccess, her hand unconsciously reaching realpornaccess up to fondle realpornaccess her breast realpornaccess. She moaned slightly, her tongue gently moistening realpornaccess her lips, as Thelma's arm dropped and her eyes widened.
Much realpornaccess of Thelma's personality would have to remain realpornaccess intact. Improvisation could be called for realpornaccess during the conversion jpeg, and realpornaccess Andrea needed Thelma's facade to realpornaccess be perfect.
"That's right. She loved you deeply, Thelma, but now she knows what realpornaccess a conniving little bitch you've been. She was so hurt. Last night, I allowed her to forget about you completely, while we made love for simply hours. You should realpornaccess see how happy she is."
"And whose cunt is it you want to lick and suck?"
The realpornaccess licking jpeg began in earnest as Andrea realpornaccess addressed her new slave realpornaccess. "Thelma , you realpornaccess shameless little cuntlicker... when I am mmmmmm... NOT here... mmmm you are doing realpornaccess sooo wellllll... you realpornaccess will act like yooo-ooo-oooooooou always have... Governor Harkins... or if we're not mmmmmm realpornaccess alone... not alone... hnnnn... we are a secret trysssst... unless I say realpornaccess...sayy...sayyy mmmmmm differently...
Andrea's legs bucked as she ground her hot slit into Thelma's enthusiastic lips and tongue... head shaking, rasping breath making nonsense noises and almost-words... until finally.... with a last heave of her breasts... the motion slowed... and stopped.
Raising herself realpornaccess from Thelma's face, she straightened her skirt and shook her head, flinging her sweat realpornaccess across realpornaccess the coffee table.
"As you... desire, Andrea," Tim sighed, his eyes glazing over in realpornaccess obedient lust.
III.
Veronica smiled to herself. If she squinted just right, it looked like the girl was suspended in midair realpornaccess.
The lines of her realpornaccess neck stood out realpornaccess as she strained, her large, spheroid breasts a shared testament to her realpornaccess youth and realpornaccess to her plastic surgeon.
Ramona realpornaccess glanced angrily upward and Veronica could see it as she started to realpornaccess move her eyes back down to realpornaccess the control room window realpornaccess. But the Infusor was realpornaccess like fly paper realpornaccess to the woman's brain. She realpornaccess simply could realpornaccess not look away on her own. And naked, immobile, breathing easier now, she was so much the fly realpornaccess in Veronica's sticky web.
The cylinder adjusted realpornaccess slightly from side to side realpornaccess as it descended, finally resting realpornaccess two inches above Ramona's realpornaccess head. From beside each realpornaccess laser, a tiny wire filament descended and pressed into realpornaccess the outside corner of each eye, stopping when five inches had jpeg been inserted. There was the sound realpornaccess of a light snick as the realpornaccess wire was realpornaccess snapped off inside Ramon's head and the excess realpornaccess inch was pulled back out.
Veronica turned to the computer keyboard beside her, typed realpornaccess "seg3" and hit the enter key.
The lights in the realpornaccess lab dimmed realpornaccess as Ramona realpornaccess's chair rotated to the side, straightening realpornaccess and bringing her realpornaccess to almost realpornaccess a standing position. Another device dropped from the ceiling... this time, it a large realpornaccess projection realpornaccess screen, shaped in realpornaccess an arc realpornaccess that nearly surrounded Ramona realpornaccess, taking up her entire field of vision. She didn't even seem realpornaccess to realpornaccess notice realpornaccess.
The captive realpornaccess girl realpornaccess gasped with a sharp realpornaccess intake of realpornaccess breath as a sudden spark of arousal came from her clit... and traveled... no realpornaccess, expanded realpornaccess up her body, recruiting every part of her into a realpornaccess muted, wonderful pleasure jpeg.
Negative realpornaccess impulses were filtered out and stored also... the random bursts of boredom realpornaccess, fatigue , disgust, hatred realpornaccess, intolerance, frustration, anger realpornaccess, rage... the realpornaccess list was long and subtle, but nothing was missed realpornaccess, nothing overlooked, nothing hidden.
The lights came up slowly and the chair rotated realpornaccess around so that Veronica could look directly at Ramona.
Veronica entered the next segment into the computer, and watched realpornaccess Ramona's chair rotate realpornaccess back to the screen realpornaccess.
"Ummmm... fuck it. I have no idea."
"Yeah, well, her tough realpornaccess luck."
Veronica adjusted a realpornaccess few realpornaccess settings on the panel before realpornaccess her and watched Ramona with eager eyes as she pressed another button.
"I don't really like realpornaccess him realpornaccess much, I guess..." said Ramona as she began to frown realpornaccess. Veronica realpornaccess was amused with the strength her subject was realpornaccess showing.
"Oh, God, I know realpornaccess this realpornaccess... Andrea realpornaccess... ummmm Johannsen. Is that right? Please tell me I'm right. I don realpornaccess't want to hurt again for being wrong." Ramona was starting to whimper.
Setting them back down, she took a sip of wine and then smiled at Thelma kneeling obediently beside the large four-poster realpornaccess bed of the Governor's mansion. "You do want to lick my asshole while I watch realpornaccess the tape again, don't realpornaccess you, Thel? Until you make me cum realpornaccess... and even realpornaccess longer, perhaps?"
The Governor had never known such a sense of purpose, in fact. Every moment... every realpornaccess chance to please Andrea filled realpornaccess Thelma's mind with an incredible, pure light...
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