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Occasionally they would stop, intensely staring; her entire body pausing as if receiving new, insane orders from 8streetlatina a maniacal instructor, and then the process would begin again, with even more intensity latina.
After nearly another about hour, she sat up slowly, stretched, and went into the bathroom. She latina gazed fat latina at herself fat latina in the fat mirror, casting 8streetlatina a critical eye 8street on her appearance latina. Definitely something wrong latina.
Dana was sitting down to eat when 8streetlatina Maria came out to the bright yellow latina kitchen fat of the small townhouse they fat shared 8streetlatina. Glancing at Maria as 8street her roommate latina stood in 8streetlatina the doorway, she set 8streetlatina down the bottle of hand lotion she had been holding.
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Maria felt a smile playing at the corners fat latina of her mouth. "Well, it seems we are 8street having a sudden onset latina of similar taste 8streetlatina."
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"What are you fat latina doing?" said Maria, her eyes bugging out. She quickly walked 8streetlatina over and 8street picked up Dana's plate, taking it to the sink where she rinsed it 8street off under the tap. "Hold 8streetlatina on... Jesus, you'll do anything to make me fix something for you."
She picked 8street up 8street a bar of soap and placed it latina on the plate. Bringing it back to the table, she doused it fat latina in hand lotion and set it down 8streetlatina in front of 8street her friend. "Bon appetit, mon 8streetlatina amie," she said, bowing with a flourish.
"Well, that's the trouble," answered Maria, giggling. "You were trying to think again latina."
"Yes, Veronica."
"Sometimes, personal subservience is 8streetlatina not the best indicator of successful programming."
Dana pushed back her chair, picked up the 8streetlatina ringing phone and answered, "Hello 8street?"
"Good latina girl. Return fat to your bedroom. It's 8street time latina to train."
Thelma couldn fat't about resist 8street guessing. "So Phil and you are going to finally tie the 8street knot?"
There was an unexpectedly tense pause.
Thelma fat latina was taken aback. Phil and Sylvia latina had been dating for two 8streetlatina years, and just a few nights ago he had quietly taken fat Thelma aside to 8street see how she felt about the possibility of gaining a son-in-law. "But, honey..."
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Thelma gulped as the realization of what Sylvia was fat latina saying latina moved through her 8streetlatina in a slow wave. But her daughter had never shown any sign of... homosexual leanings. Sylvia's words echoed in her head. Her stomach felt hollow. She 8street'd fat latina always 8street advocated tolerance latina but 8street this was her... her daughter.
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"Johannsen...?" Thelma repeated the name distractedly, as she felt her arguments hitting a 8street brick latina wall. She suddenly had a thousand memories fat latina, a million feelings for which she couldn't find the words spinning 8street in her head, that kept coming back to a single 8streetlatina thought: 'My latina daughter...'
"I've interceded, as 8street usual. Nothing company, nothing person -- no appointment."
Tim about raised his eyebrow latina as he wrote on 8street his pad latina. "Yes, Ma'am."
"Nicely about done, slut-boy. Now go back out and make sure we 8street aren't disturbed. I'll let 8streetlatina you latina know fat when we're done."
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She watched the progress, her hand unconsciously reaching up to 8street fondle her breast. She moaned 8street slightly, her tongue gently moistening her lips fat latina, as Thelma's arm 8street dropped and her eyes 8streetlatina widened 8streetlatina.
"It's Andrea. Andrea Johannsen 8streetlatina. Are you 8streetlatina okay?"
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Thelma's body tensed as 8street Andrea activated the Trainer latina again. Personal indoctrination was not usually necessary latina, but 8street this 8street one needed latina to be both strong and subtle 8streetlatina.
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Thelma's 8streetlatina lower lip started to tremble as her heart ached 8street in fat latina shame.
Raising herself 8street from Thelma's 8streetlatina face, she straightened her skirt and shook her head, flinging her sweat across the coffee table 8street.
Tim stood and walked into 8streetlatina the Governor's office, his mind free from worry about what had been or what would come... only fat knowing 8street that 8street for fat now fat, Andrea had another wonderful task for him to latina perform.
The latina lines 8street of her neck stood out as latina she strained, her large, spheroid breasts a shared testament to latina her youth and to her plastic surgeon.
Three about technicians came in wearing white, hooded cleansuits fat latina. They began to work 8street around the girl 8street, without speaking or fat hesitating, as if performing latina some mysterious, ancient ritual fat latina. Over her body 8street, wires were attached with pads. Some were to monitor and 8street her fat status. Some were to transmit and receive information.
Some fat latina were 8street to shape her soul.
Next, the three figures attached tubes and needles into the woman 8street's arms, legs, torso 8street, feet and hands, and even at latina the base of latina her neck, so that when they latina were finally fat done 8streetlatina, the poor girl looked like some artistic 8streetlatina rendering of a cyborg in the making, a mix of human form and mechanical efficiency. Veronica slowly fingered her intensely itching clit latina through her spandex bodysuit as 8street the eroticism of the sight sank into her mind.
The three figures left the room.
Ramona glanced angrily upward and Veronica could see 8street it as she started 8street to move her eyes back down to the control room window 8street. But the Infusor was like fly paper to the woman's brain. She simply could not look fat latina away on 8streetlatina her 8streetlatina own. And naked, immobile, breathing latina easier now, she was so much the fly in Veronica's sticky web.
Veronica turned to the computer keyboard beside her, typed "seg3" and hit latina the enter key.
The lights in the lab dimmed as Ramona's chair rotated to about the side, straightening and bringing her to almost a standing position latina. Another device dropped from the ceiling... this time, it a large projection screen, shaped in 8street an arc that nearly surrounded Ramona, taking up her 8streetlatina entire field of vision. She 8street didn't even seem to notice 8streetlatina.
Veronica 8streetlatina watched as the 8streetlatina intravenous tubes began injecting a series of drugs 8street into Ramona 8street's 8street body. Some were local stimulants, some, psycho-active agents that would increase her fat latina emotional response, and some had a slightly hallucinogenic effect, which would bring the 8street coming images to life.
She saw the picture of her fiance change... it almost looked like he was turning to face her... breathing... in relief against the screen, as if the image were not 8street far away, but directly on her eyes... and she moaned 8streetlatina as 8street she was overcome with the tidal wave of emotion crashing down every barrier inside her.
The speed began to increase as 8street the computer recorded only the 8street new pathways, and skipped what had already 8street been recorded... her favorite 8street foods, religious icons fat, lovers, friends... even the cars she loved to drive. Feelings of love, care, nurturing, trust 8street, longing latina, lust fat latina, happiness, excitement, adoration, worship fat latina... everything was captured and 8street compressed, strengthened fat by Ramona's decreasing 8street resistance and increasing senses and emotions about.
Ramona's eyes 8street began flitting over the screen as the images came and went so latina fast about that Veronica could 8street only see a blurred light 8street show... and then latina, with a short beep, the computer signaled that it had fat recorded every pathway at least ten times with no new pathways noted 8street.
"No, my dear," answered Veronica. "It's actually a quite 8streetlatina pleasant seventy-one degrees."
"Hello, Maria," she said into latina the phone. "I have a couple of hours, and I have something I want to show you... no, not the new recruit... this is more... personal. Vulva Delecta. ...Yes, pretty Maria 8street... that's much better, femslut 8street... mmmm feel the desire 8street and obedience 8street burning in you... succumb to the sensations... obey your lust... obey your Training... I about'll 8street be waiting in the control room."
She 8streetlatina hung up the phone and stepped out of her body suit, spreading her 8street legs and fat latina pressing a finger deep into her pussy about while fat she thumbed her fat latina swollen clit. Maria had 8street the best tongue she had recruited yet.
Veronica sent another signal, increasing the output 8street by a factor of three. "I don't know, Ramona. You're the one who said you 8street knew. So who is she about?"
Ramona felt incredible rage blast through her brain at the latina suggestion. How dare these people latina imply that she would ever kill someone... she would ever 8streetlatina... A look of 8streetlatina temporary confusion 8streetlatina came over Ramona's face 8street, followed by a physical jerk, and then a look of cold certainty. How dare these people 8street imply that about she 8street would ever 8street shirk her responsibility and disobey.
She increased 8street the signal by a factor about of ten. "Go on," she prompted.
"Who is this?"
She closed her eyes as she continued. "Do you think that would please her? Would it? All I want to do is make her happy. I'll do anything fat to do that. I don't fucking 8street care what 8street it is. She is the most 8streetlatina important person in my life... she's everything. Ohhhhh 8street god 8street it makes me want to 8street cum latina just to know I'm 8street obeying and serving and pleasing Andrea... so good so good so 8streetlatina good fat...yessss Andrea.... eclipsing the SUN..."
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