" I followed orders and pulled into the parking lot they were using. I was asked to get out and an officer handed me a breathalyzer to blow into. I di... as I was told and blew a 0.0. He looked it over thanked me for my time and told I could leave.I got back in my car and left the scene and went home. I parked in my space and when the elevator stopped at the lobby, our nightly security guy got on with me. "Mr. Johnson, good to see you sir. How are things?" Very well." Did I hear correctly that. After a quick alignment, making sure the spit was in Jessica's pussy, was all that needed to be done, as the Jessica 3000 did its fearful job.Jessica's fear was building, until this very moment, she had only imagined what it would be like to be spitted alive, now the spit was mere inches from piercing her cervix and entering her belly. As she lay there, in a kneeling position, while Jessica 3000 did her job, Jessica could only sit there and repeat the same thing over and over again. "I don’t. Vance saw immediately what Millie's concern was. The loft was huge; one large open floor. But there were no interior walls anywhere. Two entire exterior walls were floor-to-ceiling windows. The rooms were separated by décor and a few free standing screens. The 'bathroom' — as designated by the visible plumbing — was almost completely exposed not only to the rest of the apartment's occupants but to anyone looking in as well."This complex used to have both apartments and offices but the original. I'll... he'll go to jail.It was a masterful acting job on the part of the thirteen-year-old girl. She had known about the schoolteacher and her sister and her Stepmom and once she was told that they also were pregnant, she had willingly become a participant in the bizarre plan. For the ingenuous teen it was a game where she could play being grown up.Mr. Best would remain part of the household. Lucinda would raise Leena's child as her own. And Mr. Best, although married to Priscilla, would make.