With a thought command directed through a transmitter plugged into his neural interface on the back of his head, just below the occipital protuberance... he activated his DC Razors; sneakers with electrogravitational propulsion-pads capable of reaching twenty-five miles-per-hour. He glided across the vacant loading zone into an awaiting mag-rail train car on the blue line. The car was barren except for a few fellow employees. Sliding his backpack off, he collapsed into an open seat distant from. “Thank you Susan...” Polly began, her voice cracking. “What are friends for?” Susan said, trying to improve the mood. “I mean, it's just a magic... or cursed, or whatever board game. We'll just play by the rules, have some fun, and be glad when it's all over.” Susan said. Polly nodded, sniffling, but more composed now. Polly stroked her belly for a few moments longer, before looking up at Susan. “Well, who's turn is it?” she asked.My turn, Susan said, rolling a measly 1 on the first roll.. Now mom writes it on the calendar and it embarrasses the hell out of Randi. About that same time she started growing her tits too. She sure was proud of them and she would lift her shirt every day so that I could see them. Then one day she told me to lift her shirt anytime that I wanted to see them. Sure enough about a week later I got caught lifting her shirt. Mom saw me do it and of course Randi didn’t tell her that she always let me look at them, so I got the belt. After that I not only got. Well, we can talk about that later."Now, to other things. I have talked to Amos and Ezra about the way they should treat the girls they service tonight, and both of them have agreed to let the girls lead the way. Amos did ask for a Black girl for his first. He said that he would not feel quite so awkward that way. Adel, is that possible?" Yes, I can fudge a little on that and assign him to Mary. Her peak is not until tomorrow, but I think that we can bend the rules that far to accommodate him..