The rustling sound outside her window an hour later didn girls't wake her, and wet neither did the wet tiny red wetteengirls-clubseventeen dot that moved girl over her dresser wetteengirls-clubseventeen, across the door, and down wetteengirls-clubseventeen the wall wetteengirls-clubseventeen to find her sleeping girl body teen. As the window slid upward in wet its tracks, all all she did was shift slightly as the sound of passing cars teen entered the room wetteengirls-clubseventeen.

The - silhouette, visible now as a female form, knelt wet on wet one knee, and wet very gently -, as if Maria were capable of waking, lifted her sleeping head and placed what could now be seen as a light framework helmet all over it. As if tending to a child, one hand held Maria's head up while the other wetteengirls-clubseventeen continued its teen work.

Contact pads were wet carefully wet fitted teen loosely between the framework and Maria's head at seventeen several points... five at wet the base wetteengirls-clubseventeen of her neck, more continuing up and over the all center wet of her head from back to front. One wet side wetteengirls-clubseventeen of the pads conformed to the girl little silver harness, with the other side showing short, needle-like little wires that would allow contact with the scalp despite the presence of thick, auburn hair.

In Maria's room, the LED of the antenna had already turned green and steady.

"Funny, me too. You like?"

"God, Maria, I don wet't girl little know what little I was thinking."

The picture showed two women girl little sitting at a kitchen table, naked and completely free girl of body hair, except teen for their eyebrows wet... but even they had wetteengirls-clubseventeen been plucked and sculpted with incredible care. They were smiling wet vacantly at each other, conversing lightly.

"As you desire."

That girls is, if Dana wetteengirls-clubseventeen could teen have teen heard girl little anything at all.

II.

"You all're welcome, Governor."

Thelma picked up wet the phone, already smiling. "Hi sweetie... this is an wet unexpected pleasure."

Thelma sat speechless for a moment, unable to comprehend the meaning of little Sylvia's words. Yes wet, she had a wet blossoming career girl as wetteengirls-clubseventeen a girl little software girl engineer, and though dedicated, she'd never been a workaholic wetteengirls-clubseventeen. She would never let her career get in the way of...

"Not important? Sylvia, you have to be able to hold a job, and like it or wet not, the best jobs require a certain conformity..."

"And...?" queried girl little Tim.

With that, Tim left the wet room to make the necessary arrangements and changes in schedule girl.

She studied wet the Governor for a - moment before continuing.

Thelma wet considered the request for a moment wet before wet answering, "No, I wetteengirls-clubseventeen have no problem at all wetteengirls-clubseventeen with that, as long as you don girl't use the little picture girl little for political gain or promotional materials. I little've had to learn that as a public figure girls, pictures are wet part of the daily routine." Thelma wetteengirls-clubseventeen smiled. "The way your business is growing, you'll know that soon teen, too girl." She walked over to her desk and dialed the phone rather than using wetteengirls-clubseventeen the intercom. "Tim, could you come wetteengirls-clubseventeen in here for a moment? Oh wetteengirls-clubseventeen, and remember, I'm not here."

"It's Andrea. Andrea Johannsen. Are you okay?"

"I can tell you're having trouble thinking straight. That will last quite awhile longer, so it's very important that you listen to and do every little thing I say."

Thelma's lower lip started to wetteengirls-clubseventeen tremble as her heart ached in shame.

"Ye-yes wet..."

"And whose cunt is it you wetteengirls-clubseventeen want to lick and suck?"

Raising herself from Thelma's face wetteengirls-clubseventeen, she straightened her skirt girl little and shook her head, flinging wetteengirls-clubseventeen her sweat across the coffee table.

"You wetteengirls-clubseventeen've wetteengirls-clubseventeen done well, slut-boy... and as much as I hate to admit it, you deserve a reward.

"As you... desire, Andrea," Tim sighed, his eyes glazing over in obedient lust wetteengirls-clubseventeen.

Tim stood and walked into wetteengirls-clubseventeen the Governor's office, his mind free from worry about what had been or what would come... only knowing that for now, Andrea had teen another wetteengirls-clubseventeen wonderful task for him to perform.

The girl little wide wet, black rubber straps that held the girl girls in place did not diminish her natural beauty. Thick, raven-black hair fell backwards over the wetteengirls-clubseventeen headrest, showing her olive wet complexion and dark brown wet eyes. She could almost girls have been of Arabic girl little descent, but the girl fire wetteengirls-clubseventeen in her eyes was the teen fire of Spanish ancestry wetteengirls-clubseventeen.

Three technicians came in wearing white, hooded cleansuits. They began to work around the girl, without speaking or hesitating, as if performing some mysterious, ancient ritual teen. Over her body, wires were attached with pads. Some were to monitor and her status. Some were to transmit and receive - information.

Ramona, her breathing still fast girl and defiant, stared at the control room window.

Veronica was cringing. Although she knew that Ramona could not feel or see what was happening little, it still looked little particularly gruesome girl. Once done, however, the teen process left no evidence or scars, and Veronica relaxed as wet the insertion device pulled away wet.

"What did you... do to me?" asked wet the confused wet girl, as wetteengirls-clubseventeen if she were wetteengirls-clubseventeen having trouble framing the words.

"Yes, you did."

"Whatever."

Ramona's eyes began flitting over wetteengirls-clubseventeen the screen seventeen as the images came and went so fast that Veronica girl could only wet see a blurred light show... and then, with wet a short beep, the girl little computer signaled that it had recorded every pathway wetteengirls-clubseventeen at least ten times with no new pathways noted.

There wet was a line of teen slick drool coming girl from the corner of girl the girl's mouth.

"It wetteengirls-clubseventeen'll be a cold wet day in Hell..."

"No, my dear," answered Veronica. "It's actually a wet quite pleasant seventy-one degrees."

Even through the wet haze of the psycho-active drugs, Ramona froze as she heard the smile wet in wetteengirls-clubseventeen Veronica's wet voice.

"Do you know girl little what this is?"

"A cockroach."

"And all how wetteengirls-clubseventeen do you feel about it?"

Ramona didn't answer. She pressed her head backward in revulsion. She wanted to kill it, stomp it teen out, get rid wet of girl it any way seventeen she could.

Veronica adjusted a few settings all on the panel girl little before her and watched Ramona with eager eyes as she pressed wet another all button.

Ramona felt wet incredible rage blast through her brain at the wet suggestion wet. How dare these people imply that she would ever teen kill someone... she would ever... A girl little look of temporary confusion came over Ramona seventeen's face, followed by a seventeen physical jerk, and then a look of cold certainty. How dare these people imply girl little that girl little she would ever wet shirk her responsibility and disobey wet.

Veronica, as promised little, gave wetteengirls-clubseventeen Ramona another dose of programmed orgasm, similar in body girl little, but a hundred wet times more powerful wet in the girl's wet mind. She watched as Ramona bucked and quaked, her resistance to suggestion lowered further, her corruption becoming teen easier with every passing second.

"He's disgusting -. Filthy. The god damned bastard wet deserves to little fucking DIE. Fiance?" Ramona spat violently onto the floor wetteengirls-clubseventeen. "He's a fucking brainless wet waste of human flesh wet. A shit eating PARASITE." Ramona's eyes rolled back into her head as another wet mix of wet drugs and electronic pleasure coursed girls through her body, even more strongly, her head straining against seventeen the strap that held it in place as she convulsed in the waves of digitized bliss that flowed into her, sealing her teen thoughts and beliefs little.

Ramona's tongue snaked out in the demented motion of pure hallucination.

Andrea ran the all vibrator over her clit slowly as she watched the video tape of Veronica and Ramona again. The symbiosis achieved was more than she had hoped for... and hotter than she had ever imagined all. Soon, she would have mind-templates for the wetteengirls-clubseventeen new cranial probes, which would make the Trainers all obsolete... she picked up a pen and pad girl little from wet the nightstand all and wet wrote "Governor... newly designed helmets for girl police?"