I want to see what they want.”“A Super?”“A Class III. Ugh, I think they make these terms stupidly long intentionally. Meiosis and mitosis. The... are stupidly similar and yet different. I just read a paragraph with not one word under three syllables.”“How long are you going to wait?”“Until someone offers me a good way out of this fucked up situation.”“What about the offer from the CDC last night?”“I’m sixteen, they will want me to work sixty or more hours a week. I’ll still be confined to home or. I think she and Jan talk about it a bit. She never minds if we go to my bedroom if she is home and never comes near us, the door is closed so to her it means we are at it. and always puts an extra towel in the bathroom.God I wish I was so lucky she said.I said you are just 16 – I didn’t start till I was almost 18 and we did it the first time for Jans 17th birthday.Well I said what can I tell you – do you want me to get Jan to talk to you.No – I want something else – I have been thinking about. "The door chimed. "Visitors," intoned the pod's AI.Jack and I stood. "Open," said Jack as we walked towards the entrance.Melissa looked ill at ease. Behind her stood a middle-aged man and a young, possibly still even teen-aged, but very pretty girl. Both were naked and holding hands."Come in," Jack said. Melissa entered, obviously not really happy to be here. Her two concubines entered nervously. Melissa wasn't intending to introduce her concubines, but after first Jack, then I, had introduced. This sent shivers, vibrating up through your sex. You pulled the dress off your shoulders and pressed your bare breasts against the window. The sensation of your nipples hardening on the cold glass was exquisite. It also made my tongue burn against your flesh. You worked your hips back and forth over my face, riding the wave of a coming orgasm. From under your dress the moist aroma was intoxicating. My tongue swirled along your sensitive lips, dipping in to get every drop of your orgasm. When.