I stepped into my French Maid's dress and asked Sarah if she could helpme to do up the zip. She did so and then tied a white lace apron roundmy waist...before producing a raven black bob cut wig which she fixed on tomy head. I watched as she tied a white lace bonnet round my head."I see Tracey has given you a pretty pair of anklets, Eve. Can you takeone off to show me?" Sarah asked."I didn't want to wear them," I said, "but I have become quite attachedto them."I found, with my nail extensions. Then I face fucked her, holding onto her brunette hair, making her take it all. At the same time, Phoebe had started fist-fucking her dear friend with her little pixie hand, and Gwen was coming hard from all the attention.This was what I had in mind with the "new norm." Gwen had finally had enough coming and Phoebe and I kissed her and took her to the bathroom, washed her in the shower, sharing it with her, and dressed her. We let her go home with plenty of good things to dream about that. I still had a lot to do.The spark of pride hit me again as I surveyed the cluttered apartment. It was small and disorganized and crammed with unopened boxes, but it was MINE. No one could understand why I was so determined to do this by myself. Mom wanted me in one of the apartment complexes my brothers lived in, Dad wanted me to buy a house in the old neighborhood, and my brothers - with the exception of Randy - couldn't understand why I wanted to move away from home in the first place.Then. “Can you clear the screen to just show a white field and then show a straight line with distance markings?” I asked.“Meters?” the AI asked.“Yes, but with smaller markings every decimeter,” I said.“A what?” Chris asked.“Every ten centimeters there should be a mark,” I said. “Just to help see what I’m going to demonstrate.”The view screen turned white. A black line then appeared about a third of the way up the screen. Large cross marks indicated each meter. I noticed that there were no.