" "Okay," Jeff said as he went over the test. "Before I forget...do you speak Japanese?" "No," Paula replied. "Is that a problem?" "Not at all." Jeff ...ssured him. "When we code your new DNA height, we can also code the knowledge of a second language as well. A simple task." "How soon can I get my suit?" Paula asked."Right away." Jeff let the test slide down the chute. "The computer is making your suit as we speak."Paula signed the slip of responsibility for the suit and then was escorted to a. This time, Sarah had the highest hand."Stand up and wank for us for 30 seconds," she said.Matthew stood up alongside the table and took his cock in his hands, pumping his shaft and masturbating, feeling a little silly as he did so. By the time that he'd finished, there was a drop of pre-cum sitting nestled in the slit at the top of his cock. Just as he went to sit down, Sarah reached out to smear it over the head of his cock. Matthew moaned as she touched him."Hey that's cheating!" Amelia. Once there, I stripped off my work clothes, selected a royal blue polo shirt and light khaki pants that would stay up without a belt. I showered, shaved, and lightly applied a small dash of aftershave.By the time I had dressed, brushed my teeth, gargled twice, and slid my bare feet into a pair of loose brown loafers, it was still only six-thirty. I sat at the computer and scanned for an email. There was one.“Come early if you can,” Gabby said. “The kids are already gone.” I checked the time. Then he gulpednervously. He wasn't clutching a shirt of his, he was holding a pair ofhis girlfriends skimpy panties. He brought them up to his unbelievingeyes. Brief cut and form fitting, light pink with floral patternedelastic, and a pink bow on the front. How the hell could he mistake thisfor a shirt? He wondered."Fuck!"He knew that the only thing he could really do was wait it out. He wouldchange back tonight after Alicia did the laundry.He stripped himself of his real clothing. A weird.