Frank asked, “When this prototype is complete, how close will it be to the production model?”Jack took a few minutes to get his thoughts in order,...and said, “On a functional-mechanical level, it will essentially be the production model unless we need to make a few changes. On a cosmetic level, it will not even be close. Rather than spend time on making the prototype look good, we will go with the bare minimum. One seat, one operable door, windshield and operable windows, and no interior trim.. While her team scoured the remote desert near the Persian Gulf in shorts and tank tops, she reserved herself to a white polo and khaki pants. This was not due to a lack of body confidence. Dr. Anderson had a tall limber frame fron years of long hikes to archeological dig sites, and her b-cup breasts and ass were the better for it, but that was for herself and the occasional boyfriend she managed to avoid pushing away for a few weeks to see, not her staff. She currently was standing over a map. Amenthia’s design was the same, though fit to her build and the hard points were less pronounced. It was more like the armour under the bat suit in the Justice League movie. The helmets were the same Captain America style, though hers had more open eye pieces to provide unlimited vision.“Brot’k, is there anything slightly tinted, like glass, but strong enough to survive battles without shattering in Amenthia’s eyes and blinding her?”Brot’k laughed at my statement, “Yeah, there is something I. She shows up and she’s about 5’8” maybe 130 with blonde hair and a fairly cute face and just dressed ordinary. She had these smallish tits with great nipples but her ass more then made up for that. She arrives we say hi I give her a few minutes to get settled in and then firmly I say get on your knees. I unzipped my pants and looked down on her and told her to lick my cock. She reaches for it like to suck it and gently slapped her and said you greedy lil whore I said lick it. Now you should.