"Vanessa the object you are trying to firure out, go get it and bring it to me so i can help u better" she demands there goes that assertivness she ha.... 'oh yes yes right ill go get it and you can tell me what it is' i start to explain to mysellf as if i am trying to firgure out what was it that i came here for in the 1st place.I go retrieve the object and bring it to her she takes one look at it and said' that looks like a voulumizer" she said while typing away on her computer barely paying me. There was no hand in front of Porter’s face but the thought of a hand transformed into a readable form.Just had Porter had released the primitive animals of the garden back to their instincts and routines, he examined the fearful insight that compared to the being he faced, he, too, was a primitive being. The thought was not comforting.The whisper called out from every direction. “You have passed the final test of this small experiment of your species.”“Thank you,” Porter said and thought he. Then it cut to the end, when Eric had written "Mattie — 16yo — Conquered!" across the top of my butt with red lipstick. He spread my pert ass cheeks apart, exposing my tender anus as a thin stream of whitish cum trickled out of it. He fingered my asshole for a few seconds, shoving his long, middle finger inside my butt and twisting it, then brought his spermy digit free and pushed it into my mouth, pulling it from my tight lips a few seconds later, nice and clean."Wasn't that amazing?" Monica. She was stunning. A pale complexion, blue eyes, light blonde hair mixed with subtle hints of brown. Her curvy figure was only accentuated by her ‘smart casual’ wear, a one-piece jumpsuit with a slit up the right leg that came daringly close to the tops of her thighs.The feint clacking of heels filled my ears as I turned looking down the hallway. A tall brown-haired curvaceous woman was walking directly towards me, she wore a black pencil skirt her long legs covered by stockings and a white.