"Dan dashed. It was of course rush hour and the journey was slow. Dan ground his teeth in frustration. He found Molly sitting forlornly in Casualty. H... sat down beside her."No news yet?"Molly shook her head. "She's been in there three hours." Oh, Mum!" He took her hand and squeezed it gently. "We probably won't have to wait long now though." I hope not. I feel so helpless." There still won't be much we can do, Mum darling. They'll probably move her into intensive care and shoo us off."Molly. Mom snorted. “That’d be living the dream. Do you know how hard it was to learn how to begin growing and modifying individual, specialized cells?”“You mean—”“Yup, each and every one.”“Is it even possible to concentrate on that many things at a time?”Her mom gave her a devious look. “A normal, human brain couldn’t do it, no.”Alaina’s eyes widened.“But that’s all I’m gonna say until you decide you’re ready to actually learn—and not just cool-stuff-your-mom-can-do learning, either.”“Mom!” Alaina. Lisas pleasure at being taken by a black stranger was crushed when she realised it was her husband, but she couldnt let him know this, she rocked her pussy onto his dick and tried to make him enjoy it, make him cum, get it over with, she was not enjoying it anymore, his dick pumped faster and soon he squirted his cum into her pussy. Lisa quickly told him she didnt want to leak his cum on the bed and so went for a shower. Lisa washed herself and was racked with guilt from the thoughts she was. Or... overdressed? She's a black woman, with a dense mane of neatly kept dreadlocks and a tiny little smile. As you descend the stairs, she offers you a hand."Miss White. So good of you to come." You can't place the accent - not quite New Zealander, not quite Filipina. Maybe she's just moved around a lot."Ah. Good to be here, Miss..." Scrivener. Anna Scrivener." Oh. OH! She's the tourney organizer. You smile a little wider, adjusting your grip on the duffel bag containing the few things you.