It was even strangerthat he had sat so close to me, with a raging hard onlike he had. I could feel my muscles relaxing as hishands slowly kneaded my b...ck, moving slowly downward.It seemed to me that his touch was more a massagethan simply rubbing lotion on my back. I could feelthe tension easing from my body, and I closed my eyesand enjoyed his touch as his hands reached the smallof my back, and seemed to hesitate at my buttocks. Itseemed that he was waiting for a signal from me, asif the. She also worked with her ‘Uncle Bran’ to determine ways to further upgrade the armor available to all host/Companions. Kim had been one of Scotty’s key assistants in the year before his election. Scotty had kept her as one of his inner circle, after he was elected. The first thing she had done, when moving to Washington DC, was enroll at Georgetown University. Her study focus was Bioinformatics, the study of genomics and proteomics.Ryan’s brother, Flan was there, but he was pacing like a tiger. All the women stipped-off to their undies in one room, and I was the only one in knickers and bra, all the rest were attired in sexy clothes and stockings. Realizing I was not showing myself to my full potential, the lady of the house gave my a peek into her undies drawer, where a suitable pair of netted black, slutty thigh high stockings were found unpackaged, and suitable pair of thongs, brand new and still in their original box, were offer and slipped into.To complete my look I opted to go. For someone like me, I guess there wasn’t much choice. I’d spend it like I spent every other: alone with my camera, one last time.I hefted my trusty camera from its place amongst the junk on my dresser and powered it on while slipping into my shoes. An unusual message filled the display.Would you like to change your life?The message was impossible. There wasn’t anything on my camera able to generate a message like this. No apps, no internet…no way. But more than the impossibility of it, the.