It was all just abig mess.Oh Christ, she sighed. Was anyone's life ever more fucked up than mine isat this very moment?Phoebe pondered this question a...ter she typed it, laying her head againstthe cold bus window.More cows on green hills flashed passed.Where were they now? Ohio?Moo. Moo. Moo.Nope, no one's life is more fucked up than mine, she answered herself.It was a rhetorical question, numbnuts, you're not supposed to answer arhetorical question. Oh for crissakes, stop talking to yourself. " The colony AI will be a member of the steering committee."Leslie realized then that Hobson was part of a large network. She wanted to console Hobson, even though he had no emotions. Over the time spent traveling to the colony, she had begun to think of Hobson as a person. "I would have preferred working with you, Hobson." I can and will serve as your connection to the colony AI while you are working from the pod."Nodding, Leslie wished the franchise would stay a Jenkins' affair. Hobson was a. . He took me into his bedroom and made me lye down . He went to the bathroom and turned the jacuzzi on .And then carried me into the bath tub , and made sit in it while he took off his pants and shirt . I was amazed to see his six packs and wanted to grab him immediately .Then he took off his underwear, flying came out my panty which he sniffed for a bit and then came out the roaring monster . The monster that was hungry for my pussy since a very long time . His 7 inch cock was too tempting for. I was allowed to stand up but my hands were not released.She gave instructions to Patsy to remove them after 15 minutes. I stoodthere shaken and excited and defeated and obedient, I had no choice andthe receding high of the sexual stimulation kept my mind focused on whatMs. Jamison had said "Be a good girl, be a good sissy."Patsy came over and unfastened my cuffs and my collar as instructed whenthe time had passed. I recall giving a long sigh and seeing Patsy coylysmile at me. She raised her.