.... Weile sitzt die Katze in der Ecke und beginnt sich zu putzen. Wie...... jedenormale Katze wird ihr Fell mit der Zunge gepflegt, dabei ...... kein...Zentimeter auslassend. Pl?tzlich springt sie auf und l?uft ...... wieder unruhig hin und her. Ihre Ohren lauschen gespannt auf die ...... n?her kommenden Ger?usche. Der Professor betritt voller ...... Tatendrang seinLabor und schaltet das Licht ein. Er sieht Objekt ...... 2375 aufgeregt und hektisch rumlaufen. Ver?rgert muss er ....... ?Yes,? Lisa managed, her voice dry as the sand that stretched for miles around her. Each word cost her so much precious breath. ?But Mr. Simmons?my body?.? ?What about your body Lisa?? Mr. Simmons said impatiently. ?What is it you’re trying to say? Out with it.? Lisa forced herself up on her tortured feet one last time to gasp for air. ?My parents?? she gasped, ?will you give my body to them?to be buried?? Mr. Simmons laughed. ?What would your parents do with your. They could bid to own you. I looked into the audience. On the side I notice three beautiful girls. They looked to be about my age. One girl had tight denim jeans and a cropped top. She had long straight raven hair. Whenever possible I would stand in front of her in all of my naked glory. I wish someone would order me to fuck her. I could not stand before her all the time. I looked into the owners section. About a quarter of the owners were women. Many of the women were older but also good. He carefully followed me down the hall, and again peeked around the doorway into theroom. He was afraid to come any closer.My plan was working, so I sat down on the edge of my bed. I wasn’t sure what to do nextuntil I looked down at my feet. I remembered how good my mystery lover was when hetouched them. I smiled slightly as the idea hit me. I placed my right foot in my lap andbegan to rub it with my hands."God, my feet are killing me. What I wouldn’t give for a foot massage right now" I.