She’s around 50, blowzy, suspicious. And nosy.“I dropped off the Portman file. Josh gave me his key.”“Yeah?” Giving me stink eye. Bitch.“Y...ah.”When I first read the acronym, SENS, I deciphered it immediately. Strategies for Engineered Negligible Senescence. Well, maybe not immediately.Senescence, I vaguely remembered. Or Google did. Something to do with those pesky cells that stop dividing. Also, with aging, the word ‘deterioration’ comes to mind.Bunny was translating from BobsySpeak, “Mr. de. He had to ask. "Are you feeling all right?"Margo blushed. "Oh, I feel great," she chuckled. She was embarrassed to say, but she felt like she just had the most magnificent orgasm of her life, and she had no idea why. Kevin had an inkling, but decided to leave it at that. He headed to his room. It worked. His theory had proven to be right. Which opened a whole new world of possibilities. #The next morning, the phone rang. It was Steven. He was just checking up on how his mom was doing. Kevin. Show me some skin!”“Rob, why are you being so mean?” Ari asked, her voice choking with unshed tears. “Don't you love me anymore?”“Of course I still love you.” he said. “And I'm not being mean; I'm just treating you like the slut you are, that's all.”“Rob!” Ari said, shocked. “I told you not to call me that!”He scoffed a quick laugh. “You think you're not?” he asked. “I thought we already covered this!”She looked at the floor, ashamed, then looked up him. “You promise to keep it a secret? Nobody. ..Scott looked at me with the cum all over my tits, and he came over, grabbed my head, and shoved his hard cock into my mouth. Normally I'd hate if he did that, just fucking my face, but I sucked that cockas hard as I could, as deep as it could, letting it fill my mouth, managing not to gag. And when I could tell he was about to cum, and saw that Cathy was sitting next to us watching us, the same way I'd watched her and Carl, and I know she expected me to shoot Scott's cum on her tits, I took.