On the first she had a full physical and a sample of her DNA was taken to be sequenced.On the second day she was fitted with her device. "Reproductive...Assistive Device." Everyone called them RADs, of course.She was first given IV sedation while the sensor portion was implanted into her skull, leaving a dime-sized smooth metal surface showing. The sensor portion had tiny wires attached to various nerves to measure sex and stress hormones, respiration and heart rate, and nervous system arousal.. As far as she and Chanitra were concerned, he might as well not be there at all. They both stripped off their clothes in a mad rush, and Laura pulled down the taut blanket on the bunk, exposing more blinding white sheet.She pulled the now-naked Chanitra down on it with her, embracing her eagerly, almost engulfing the girl's smooth, hard body in her arms. Chanitra was now nineteen, and her body was a little fuller than it had been when Laura had first slept with her at sixteen, her first. Abby was just as recognized and grew to accept the attention of her new fans. Her short dresses and skirts were mostly replaced with form-fitting shorts and she always wore a low cut top to highlight her firm breasts.Abby teasingly cautioned Brad not to become sexually involved with any of his willing female fans. He jokingly replied for her to be mindful of those boys more interested in her sensual looking body than her beautiful voice. Their sexual partners continued to be their close friends. She’d been taken aback by her own demonic reflection when she’d gone to bathroom. Her complexion had a gray cast to it, making her dilated pupils looked like two empty black pools. ‘I’m okay,’ she said more for Simon’s sake. He’d been so worried from the moment he arrived at the hospital. It felt perversely satisfying to know her wellbeing truly mattered to him. It took the bite out of wanting Sean to be the one who’d coddled her, held her hand and repeatedly told her she’d be alright. ‘I’ll.