I have to get back to my deep study of science. No more of this rehashing biology for the sake of The Program bullshit. I’m going to buckle down and...not think of girls. I don’t care how big Mary’s breasts are, I’m not going to think about my face being millimeters away from those pearly white, delightfully huge orbs of tit flesh that greeted me as I woke this past weekend. Even if I did get to see Mary in all her glory, I’m just going to forget about it. No problem, right?Wrong. Big tits! I. I lay down and brought the panties to my nose again. I couldn't get enough of her smell. I thought about jerking off, but decided to wait. With my mother's panties on my face, I fell asleep.I suddenly awoke with a start. "Wh ... uh ... huh?" I said, totally confused."I said dinner is about ready," my mother said as she leaned into my room.I suddenly realized that I still had her panties on my face. I snatched them off and looked at the door in time to see my mother's smiling face disappear and. Dickens? office. I reminded myself that although it was ?Master? once I was inside his office, or at home, it was Mr. Dickens out here in the waiting area. Most people were beginning to head home. It was 5:30 on Friday afternoon and everybody had plans, except for me. Nowadays, other people had plans for me. I just tried to do as I was told. I could hear nothing through the thick door. But as I already knew that the office was sound proof, that meant nothing. "Best check that I?m tidy" I. The weight of sparkling diamondearrings tugged his ears. A cool breeze lapped on the exposed part ofhis chest. His large, exquisite breasts pressed against a shimmeringred dress. It's hemline came down to his knees. He felt a cool breezeblow up his legs and up to his panties. On his feet were red high-heeled shoes. His full lips were painted with red lipstick. Neo hadbecome the "Woman in the Red Dress".Neo had seen her only once, neither in the Matrix nor in the realworld, but in the Construct..