”Her meaty thighs were spread slightly and I realized I could see farup her mini, but tore my hungry eyes away to answer her question.“Yea..., that was my plan.”Again her legs spread even more. “I would have understood.” I beganto cough; I had caught a glimpse of her hairy beaver between her legs,and under the leather mini she wasn’t wearing any underwear. Ofcourse I controlled myself and forced myself to look directly into hereyes, but my mind kept. Marcie glanced downward and sniggered derisively, knowing it would infuriate him further.But the officer was confident in both his manliness and his manhood and contented himself with slapping her sharply across the face with a free hand while jerking her head back after the blow to raise the pain threshold of his punishment.She hadn’t expected him to do it and cried out in pain and surprise.“Don’t fuck with me, bitch. Suck my dick and watch those teeth. I don’t like scrapers.”Marcie. The possibilities for helping mankind with this technology were endless. The cloning group continued to have difficulties in developing clones that survived. We desperately wanted to try out our brain mapping on humans, but without the clones, we couldn't do it. Finally, one night I suggested mapping our own brains, and uploading the essence into each other. We knew we were taking a great risk; if the upload didn't take, we might be reduced to who knows what. But we decided to take the risk.. I know my outburst had upset her and she just fired back at me with the first thing she thought of. The part that disturbed me was that her mind went to that first. It was hurtful. The way she used it and the way she said it was about as negative as you can get. I realized that she is a product of my parents, the same as me. It took me until age 22, and my exposure to Peter, before I let go of my own notions and prejudices. Finally I just wanted her to stop apologizing and hugged her tight and.