"Dude, this was not an easy task. You promise you'll pay up," he said."Naturally," she said, flatly, not wanting to know what the agreementwas for. Ca...la grabbed the disc and made her way back to the house.Bounding to the back yard, disc in hand, she saw Johnny workingdiligently on prepping the machine. When she entered the door, she sawthe expression on Johnny's face that said..."The damage wasn't nearly as substantial as I had initiallyanticipated," Johnny said excitedly."You mean we can. A drone. A little confused, she moved to the other side of the tunnel, only for it to follow, approaching and running its antennae over her. She brushed them aside. “Excuse me.” she told it. She chucked at herself, being polite to an ant. Then again, they had never acted like this before. She brushed its antenna aside again and squeezed past it, dragging her wagon behind her. It watched her go, antenna still waving in her direction as Alany made her way to the honey chamber. She reached for. "Good fucking luck, Barbie doll."--------------When I awoke the next morning, my head was pounding. For a brief,beautiful moment, this was distracting enough that I actually forgot allabout PerfectMatch, Xavier, and my predicament. But only for a moment. The heavy, shifting weight of my chest as I slid out of bed soon broughteverything crashing back into focus. Or as close to "focus" as myneural inhibitors would allow, I reminded myself with a shudder.And, to top it off, Kristen was already. “Right off mother …please.” The please was said not out of politeness but sounded as if she should have known better. She glanced up at her son before dropping her hands to her lap to undo the last few remaining buttons. Her hands were trembling… her heart beating… her cunt… ‘have you no shame… slut… slut… SLUT’ those voices never letting up. She shrugged off the dress and let it lay crumbled up between her and the back of the chair. “Mum???” Susie could not believe what she had witnessed..