Are you okay?”Was I okay? How could I possibly know; I had never been in that position before? And what position was I in?As the reality of what we ...ad done dawned on me, a wave of fear, regret, and self-disgust washed over me. I began to cry quietly, tears running down my cheeks.“Annie! What’s wrong?”Mark’s voice beside me was anxious and caring.“It’s nothing,” I snuffled unconvincingly.“It’s definitely something,” he whispered, taking me in his arms and cuddling me close. “No regrets I. Kevin still had an old working NES (the original Nintendo console). I remembered how we used to get stoned and play Super Mario 3 all the time. "You wanna play?" I asked, offering her a controller. "No, you go ahead. I'll just watch." In 15 minutes, I'd gotten through the first 4 levels and the first castle, losing a couple of lives in the process. "Do you mind if I lie down?" Kelly asked. "Yeah, sure." She grabbed a throw pillow from the sofa, put it in my lap and then put her head on. Seconds later his hands are on the waistband of my pantyhose and he is easing them over my hips before he pulls them all the way down. I step out of them and turn to Jerry. "Come on honey time is getting on, I have to get to work to get myself fucked and the two of you have to get to school to get an education."Jerry laughs, takes his hand away from my sex, places one arm behind my knees, the other around my shoulders and picks me up bodily before tossing me onto the middle of the bed. I land. "I'll bring this one back in 20 then," said Mr. Fink. "We havegotto get more of these built." Talk to Phillip. He's the one monopolizing the techs with body-mod stuff. I say we should figure out the cause of the recidivism first and then play with morphology at our leisure. Granted, change of appearance can certainly help maintain the altered persona, but I think the root of the recidivism is from failing to lay a deeply ingrained foundation. I blame the Potassium Ditzolin. I think it.