"What about the Writer? What can we get her to do for us?" Jeanqueried."Fuck all!" Spike snapped."She's mine!" he growled."Fuck; ok Spike! She's you... reg office writer then; we all agree rightlads?" Jimmy Lovejoy said, smoothing the troubled waters.They all nodded and Spike took a swig of his beer and finished it. Helooked at his watch."Right! Let's get some dinner and then we can see how our Wren Divisionis turned out," he chortled.The Wrens of Collins Division were fallen in, toeing the. Stomach soaked, her battered tits and nipples were covered in thick cum and her face had so much cum on it she barely looked human. Cum oozed out her mouth, and she groaned.Jen had not cum thru all this so I started to lick her cum soaked body and so did her sister Lynn. We started at her filthy cum soaked toes and worked our way up, licking, chewing, scratching, biting her feet and legs. We got to her cunt anf ignored it and went straight to her stomach and fingers, licking and eating the cum. ‘Phoebe! Hi!’ PHOEBE turned and instantly accessed her databanks, cross-referencing the woman’s image against her previous human encounters. She came up with a match–this was Joyce Bates, a woman who was flagged in PHOEBE’s database with the instructions, ‘INTERACTIONS PRIOR TO ACTIVATION–UTILIZE ARCHIVAL MEMORY BANKS’. PHOEBE smiled and waved. ‘Joyce!’ she cried back happily. ‘How are you? I don’t think I’ve seen you since the reunion. Still teaching?’ ‘You know it,’ Joyce said, parking her. It must have been put there deliberately to hide your body.”And therein lay a huge problem. It wasn’t going to be easy to retrieve Emily’s remains, even if Felix and his wife gave permission.I chatted to Emily some more but it wasn’t long before dawn terminated our contact.Back in the corporeal world, I took a shower then had breakfast, passing time until it wouldn’t be considered too early to call Verity. And even then I rang earlier than I had intended.Hopkins answered the phone and.