She walked from the room, and was met by a hovering robot. It beckoned, and she followed it. It led her down the long corridors, into the giant hall t...at used to contain three cloned versions of everyone alice on the planet. Now, it was simply a sea of melted protein shells, bitter reminders of the 'liberation' of the clones. The clones has not been liberated. They had never been designed to live. Within (at the most) four years of being born, they had all died. She shook her head in sadness,. She would be on her way back home in the morning, none the worse for wear, though with the standard follow-up sessions with a military counselor in her future. Probably Nikki Sabimura, in fact.And then there was the paperwork, oh God. With the routine stuff it was bad enough, with this cluster fuck to report it was a nightmare. The doorbell rang. "Who in the world... ?" she wondered aloud. She went to the front door and opened it. A fairly nondescript man she'd never seen before stood outside.. I turned again to look at Laure, she grinned as she kissed me again, sucking on my lips this time. I felt Stéphanie lift her head, I thought she was going to leave us, but she simply wanted to see better what we were doing. As we broke the kiss, Laure reached up, bringing Stéphanie's face to mine, I instinctively turned my head in time enough to let my lips meet hers. We immediately started licking and sucking each other’s lips. Laure wasted no time and slid her hand back down my body to my. ”“Bye.”The Skype call ended. I groaned, not wanting to get up. But it was past noon.My stomach twisted and roiled as I took my shower and spent an hour mastering my red hair and applying a light amount of makeup. Nothing overboard. I selected a florescent-green set of bra and panties, cute and fun but not too sexy for a slumber party, and made sure I had a bikini to bring over. I dressed in a flaring, flowery skirt and a tank top, my bra peeking out around the white top, adding a splash of.