You know that.”“Is that programming or your free choice?”She smiled softly. “Both. Before I met Bert, I would fuck anyone I wanted anytime I w...nted and I wanted a lot. Bert controlled who I fucked, but let me enjoy a lot. Funny though. After I met him, I was happy fucking only him. Now, I am happy with you.”“How about Andy?”“She is strongly programmed to be only for you. I...” She flinched, eyes wide and startled, as if she had received a electrical shock. She stood without speaking, staring at. He started writing things down silently while I corked my bottle and put it away out of sight.I laid back down in my bunk while the familiar static electric sensation filled the room from Joey’s mind switching into hyperdrive.I guess I fell asleep, for the next thing I knew, Joey was handing me the notebook.Mission objectives:1. Construct a believable reason to have our blood taken again for testing.2. There are twenty open beds, and nearly forty guys to fill them. Determine a way to get in. ..What's that smell?' Leroy Jenkins felt a stabbing pain in her scalp when Bill Brasky asked this. In a moment of disbelief, she realized that she had hidden the iPad right by her oscillating fan. 'Wh-what? I don't smell anything..!' A lie. A annoying look started to form on Bill Brasky's face. He turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. 'Th-th-those are just my grandma's dull pencils from when she used to have pet spotted wolf hamsters. She, uh...dropped 'em by here. Der Geburtstag war an einem Sonntag. Wir haben uns sicherheitshalber den Wecker gestellt. Splitternackt mit einem Blumenstrauß gingen wir einfach in ihr Schlafzimmer. Sie war schon wach und schaute uns erschrocken an. Der Schock war nicht unsere Nacktheit, sondern die Tatsache dass sie grade mit einem Dildo beschäftigt war. Wir gratulierten artig. „Meine Mutter hat einen Dildo“ sagte ich lächelnd zu ihr. „Den brauchst du heute nicht mehr. Wie lange hast du den denn schon?“„Eine ganze Weile. Was.