Ms. Lewis is in our hands, we switched some things around, and we got her here in the office, shes locked int he bedroom as we speak! Thats good, sir,...Rachel responded sadly. Well cheer up, girl! Ill let this one slip, I know you stole them photos and tapes without asking, but they were for a good cause. Now why dont you come on by tomorrow, Ms. Lewis has something we need her to do Alright, sir. I will, Rachel responded, feeling a little bit better. The next day was a terrible one for Amy. The tide of ecstasy was building inside of her as she strained against her bonds. Now she wished that she had put the nipple clamps on. Their bite would have helped her over the edge. Now, her nips just ached for attention and there was no one to give it to them.Michelle was consumed by an explosion of pleasure ripping through her. She thrashed in her chair, nearly toppling it over as she bucked and screamed. Wave after burning wave churned through her as she wrestled with her restraints until. Should I backdate them or let them come from beyond the grave?"Lisa and Mary leaped up and slapped palms. "He shoots. He scores." Can you tell me what the devil you are talking about?" Pete asked abruptly."You helped Phoebe become totally human AI. Machines can't understand humor. Its purpose and point aren't logical. Phoebe is making jokes. 'Cerebral stress fractures, pocket calculators vs. hospital clerks, communications from beyond the grave', she's writing her own comedy material." Lisa. She headed back to the kitchen and picked up her coffee."This is crazy. This is crazy. This is crazy," she muttered as she finished her required daily allowance of caffeine.She picked up her bag, thinking about the day ahead as she locked the door. She was five steps from the front door when she turned around and walked back. Her hands trembled slightly as she unlocked the door, then she closed it and leaned against the back of the door, her eyes closed.She took a few shallow breaths, then.