All products were ordered from your personal communication device. Clothes were sized weekly by an electronic scan as you showered, making sure everyt...ing you wore correctly fit. All your personal favorite colors were programed, so you'd never get anything to wear that you didn't like.Thank GOD they didn't screw up with a man's sex life. In fact it was considered sacrosanct. Untouchable, except for...It was determined that no family should have more than three c***dren. With over 6 billion. You come up for air looking about to find me and not seeing me, then suddenly I break the surface next to you wrapping my arms about you and kissing you deeply.You are suddenly startled awake by a sound you hear, looking you see nothing but can smell the faint aroma of fresh roses. You settle down and fall back to sleep.We are now back on the shore behind the waterfall, our bodies pressed close together, feeling the passion building as we kiss and caress one another. You slowly rise and. It was for a minor naughtiness I was given a lecture which was humiliating enough to bring me close to tears. Expecting a painful but bearable ten minutes or so over the lap I wasn't to nervous until I heard..."Go change into your little outfit!" The tone of voice and the smirk silenced me from answering back, instead I blushed. The little smile I got back made me ashamed and compliant, and excited.My "Outfit" is a red plaid skirt, a white camisole,white thigh high stockings,and white or pink. I had watched Yolanda stuff down three quarters of the pizza she had brought up to my room with astonishment because her eighteen year old body must have had great metabolism because she didn’t have a spare ounce of fat anywhere from her black painted toenails to the top of her bleach blonde hair. I knew it was phony from the moment she had dropped her panties and shown me her full black bush all thick and tightly curled in little ringlets waiting for some horizontal exercise.It forced me to.