In her mind, she could hear some of the Martian Drones (no, her sisters) in the communal bath, complaining about the very thing she had just been thin...ing about. Only, for them, it was the fact that their drone bodies didn’t even *have* sexual organs.She decided to go back to father’s lab and get the harness he had given her. Then she was going to go down into the cargo hold, strap herself in, and beat herself into a fucking frenzy.The wire and harness contraption worked pretty well if she made. I was upstairs looking at the happenings from a safe place. Mom woke up. She went to the door and opened, Roopa half naked came inside and started crying she started saying “ Bhabhi mujhe bacha lo, Baccha mujhe chodna chata hai per mere din chal rahe (periods) who peeke hai aur sun nahi rah hai. Meanwhile Baccha also came and started to pull Roopa and said “ chal saali ghar par, madam ke peeche kya chupti hai, aaj toh jam kar chodunga” Hearing this he tried to pull Roopa, who was hiding behind. He immediately let out a sigh of relief asthe warmth soaked through his body. He closed his eyes, enjoying theheat and trying not to think about what had happened to him. Howeverthat was difficult with the water pelting down on his breasts.Richie didn't bother washing himself since he only wanted to use thewater to get warm. Besides the idea of washing his mom's body justseemed disturbing and wrong. He shuddered at the idea tried even hardernot to think about his new body.When Richie. He wasn't sure exactly what Melinda might be asking for, but was reasonably comfortable with his ability not to tell her more than he meant to, "I'm sure I could arrange that, our schedules permitting."Melinda smiled up at him, "I should be wrapping up the matters I have to handle for Mr. Medeforte over the next couple of days. Then, I will be entirely free except as Mr. Roemer requires my services."There was a hitch in the way she said "services" that would have made Jake raise an eyebrow if.