“Good afternoon, Director. Do you need privacy to administer a dose of Cure-all?”“Yes. We may need other clothing as well.”“Of course, ma’...m. Take whatever you need in either room. I always restock and deep clean the rooms after each use.”Amanda was completely intrigued by now, looking at the synth. “Are you a robot?”“I am a generation 2 synthetic being, created, assembled, and programmed here at CIT. I am capable of minor independent actions, but typically only perform the tasks assigned to. Since they were still active, it would have to be done by VCATS. Of course, I could take that trip to Israel as I had promised.Ben-David and his tech person arrived on time and we made our way to Robert’s office. All I could do was watch and listen as the computer geeks spoke their special language.Ten minutes after the programs were installed, the phone was unlocked and the pass code changed to a simple one 12345.An hour later I had four copies of four printouts from Diya’s phone. One was. We really need at least a mid sized SUV to keep everyone seated comfortably. I don't think any of us want to go the mini van route." Jamie indicated her agreement with that by the look that she gave her mom.Up in the cab of the truck, the guys were talking about what they wanted to do about eating dinner. The girls were dressed way to slutty for anything but probably a drive through. Two days ago the guys wouldn't have thought that way, but things had changed. With the events of Thursday still. ” She giggled evilly as Nick dropped back into his chair. “Okay, Lana, you can swallow now,” she told her.Still on her knees, her eyes half-closed with resentment, Lana closed her mouth and swallowed twice, then nearly choked at the thick goo want down her throat. She made a disgusted face and smacked her lips at the awful taste and texture, and Sherri laughed.“Oh, that's priceless, Lana,” she guffawed, “now tell him how yummy it was!” she teased.Lana was still sputtering as she managed to.