Hidden inside the light fixture were several cameras that could be aimed and zoomed to see everything that takes place inside the room. A two way mirr...r in one corner allowed someone or more than someone to watch the whole thing live as well as to monitor the cameras and record all of the action. In essence it was our very own XXX-rated studio. Things could be set and turned on as Tiffany entered the room too.The day after it was completed I came home to a very excited woman. Tiffany was too. " We can't fuck up any of them," Janice said, "It would be hard to explain to the kids why we're behind bars."Ray smiled, "Speaking of the kids, had a chance to talk to them?" Spoke with Jeffery. He said things were going okay. Said that Stephanie was out and about but I am sure he's keeping a pretty tight leash on her. Sounds like they're enjoying their parentless paradise." I'd bet," Ray took a long draw on his beer, "That's what we need, a real vacation to a real island. Just you and I.. The pre set machine assembled a Mark 19 Flight suit around me and the floor parted the second I was done, sliding down a steep chute and right next to the waiting Wolfcraft. Thanks to the outer micro layer of the adaptive skin and thanks to my new Takkian friend the Wolfcraft was already black and red and sported the Olafson Wolf head logo.The pilot seat with me in it rose from the floor into the cockpit, and while the fighter was already sliding inside the revolving starter, the neuro. I'd sit there with my friends having a drink together or just conversing and I'd be thinking how they don't realise that sitting among them is a depraved (and I'm speaking from the point of view of the moral majority here) cunt of a human being who likes to get her shithole stuffed with all sorts of things, a woman whose ultimate delight is in taking the role of a bitch in heat and being a disgrace to all other real ladies. A real cunt needs to feel depraved all the time, and if it isn't, then.