I did hear the sound of the TV somewhere below, and then headed towards the kitchen. Cynthia must have heard me coming, she'd poured me a cup of fresh...y brewed coffee handing me one as she stood sipping hers, looking at the TV, specifically the news as the cute young weather reporter went on about the rapidly gathering storm outside."Looks like we're in for a pretty good one," Cynthia told me. "Here by tomorrow afternoon," she stated. "I might need your help later, securing the windows, putting. "I'm living proof. I am the SIM and while I tried my best to save my human counterpart, the medical resources were too few off planet and I didn't have enough time to manufacture my own. The human Ann died due to your interference."Helen knees shook with fear. This was worse than she ever imagined, but something even worse niggled at the edge of her mind. "H-How am I here?" Well, when Ann died, I no longer had a purpose, and I was off planet without any means of communication. At first, I. "At least we can try."Karen looked down at the black satchel she had brought with her. "I guess we'll have to leave this in here," she grinned."We can always come and get it, if we get weak." Girl, I get weak when I look at you," Karen said, eyes smoking."Me too," Laura said softly.She began to unbutton the back of Karen's blouse as she kissed her smooth black neck. One by one the buttons came loose. More and more of Karen's delicious, sleek black skin came into view, and Laura's lips kissed. He had the Southeast covered now. Thornton/TnT and Turner Furniture were two of his biggest clients. Helga was as beautiful as ever. She still sought Jake out about once a month to work out her kinks at the bungalow. Erik Johansson, Erika’s twin brother, was a freshman at Florida State. He was a second string tackle on the Seminole football team’s offensive line. He was getting plenty of playing time and would probably be the starting left tackle before the season was over. Erik was also the.