Contact pads bitch were carefully fitted loosely between the framework and Maria's head at several points... five at the base of her neck, more continuing up and over the center of her bitch head from back to front. One side bitch of the pads conformed to the silver harness, with the other side showing short, needle-like wires that would bitchfuck-doggystylebitches allow contact with the scalp despite - the presence of thick, auburn hair.

Her bitchfuck-doggystylebitches eyes - flipped open, staring blankly and steadily pictures ahead. The edges of the fuck visor began to show evidence of an indigo greenish light, framing her face slightly as her fuck cheeks began pictures to twitch. Her fingers lifted and jerked once. Then they bitch jerked again, followed by her pictures feet, torso and limbs. The movements slowly built bitch to a frantic speed, but not convulsively.

"Funny, me too. You like?"

Veronica felt her heart beat doggy wildly at the unexpected voice behind bitches her.

"And bitch the cameras?"

The picture showed two women sitting at a kitchen bitch table, naked and completely bitch free of bitchfuck-doggystylebitches body hair, except for their eyebrows... but even they bitchfuck-doggystylebitches had been plucked and sculpted with incredible care. They - were smiling vacantly fuck at each other, conversing lightly.

"Andrea?"

"Why do you have them do such foolish things?"

"I have their senses bitch and motor functions under my pictures control bitchfuck-doggystylebitches. Next, I pictures want their emotions."

"Andrea rising," said a tinny, female voice.

"Hand the phone to Maria, Dana."

"I'll take fuck it , Tim. Thanks."

Thelma picked up the bitch phone, already smiling. "Hi sweetie bitch... this is an unexpected pleasure."

"Don bitch't 'honey ' me, Mom. It's just not bitches where bitchfuck-doggystylebitches my head is at. I don bitchfuck-doggystylebitches't need... or want bitchfuck-doggystylebitches... a boyfriend."

Thelma fell bitch into her motherly tone, "Now, darling bitches, these little tiffs happen fuck to all of us. Your bitchfuck-doggystylebitches father and I, when he was alive, went bitch through..."

"... and that's already handled, Mother. I fuck resigned yesterday morning bitch to accept a position with the Johannsen Research fuck Group."

"Yes. It's a bitch pay fuck cut bitch, for sure, but this company is really doing doggy innovative things in the bitchfuck-doggystylebitches area of digital bitch communication. It's the fuck best - job a woman could fuck ask pictures for," said Sylvia, sounding oddly dreamy and wistful.

"Dinner Thursday with Sylvia and... and..." Thelma knew she needed to find out more about fuck this before then... it just wasn't making sense bitchfuck-doggystylebitches. And she only had bitchfuck-doggystylebitches two places to start. Phil Cameron, and this new bitch company with which Sylvia seemed so enamoured.

"Yes bitch, how did you bitch know?"

"I've bitchfuck-doggystylebitches interceded -, as usual. Nothing fuck company, nothing person fuck -- no appointment."

She hoped that the meeting with Andrea Johannsen would at least bitch give some indication of this bitches topsy-turvy bitchfuck-doggystylebitches turn in Sylvia's life. She stood as bitch Tim fuck announced the arrival of her bitch guest, and smiled in diplomatic welcome as Ms. Johannsen bitch entered the large office.

She walked out from behind her desk, extending her hand.

"Ms. Johannsen? Welcome to bitch my little neck of the woods. Please bitchfuck-doggystylebitches, have a seat," she said, gesturing warmly to a sofa in front of a coffee table. "Can bitchfuck-doggystylebitches I get you bitchfuck-doggystylebitches some coffee pictures? A soft drink perhaps bitch? Water?"

"Well, Ms. Johannsen... Andrea, I must tell bitchfuck-doggystylebitches you that it - sounds impressive, and you certainly have the tenacity to fuck accomplish your goals. If you like, you can leave information with my admin and I'll see if we can pictures give you a list of bitches projects on which you may be interested in bidding bitch. That's about bitchfuck-doggystylebitches all bitch I can fuck do at the moment without bitches further information. Unless bitch, of course bitch, there fuck's bitch something else you'd like to talk about."

Thelma considered the request bitchfuck-doggystylebitches for bitch a bitchfuck-doggystylebitches moment before answering, "No bitch, I have no bitchfuck-doggystylebitches problem at all with that, as long as you don't use the picture for political gain or promotional - materials. I've had to bitchfuck-doggystylebitches learn that bitchfuck-doggystylebitches as a bitch public figure , pictures are part of the bitchfuck-doggystylebitches daily routine." Thelma smiled. "The way bitchfuck-doggystylebitches your business is growing, you bitch'll know that soon, too." She walked over to bitchfuck-doggystylebitches her desk and dialed the phone rather than fuck using the intercom. "Tim bitchfuck-doggystylebitches, could you come in bitch here for a moment bitchfuck-doggystylebitches? Oh, and remember, I'm - not here."

Andrea stepped out from under Thelma's arm, frozen in place.

"No, you're the Governor... I'm bitchfuck-doggystylebitches your most trusted bitch advisor."

"Trusted...?" croaked Thelma bitchfuck-doggystylebitches.

Much of Thelma's bitchfuck-doggystylebitches personality would have to remain intact bitchfuck-doggystylebitches. Improvisation could be called for during bitch the conversion pictures, and - Andrea needed Thelma's facade to be perfect.

"Because bitch I care for you more than anyone else bitch. That's why I'm so hurt that bitch you could ever have been unfaithful. Your husband may be long bitchfuck-doggystylebitches gone, but fuck the treachery of leaving me for him still makes you feel guilty. So guilty. So ashamed. I thought you were better than that. At least fuck you bitchfuck-doggystylebitches've given me your daughter. Or -, should bitchfuck-doggystylebitches I say... my daughter. Well , I think you should tell me. Now.

"That bitchfuck-doggystylebitches's bitchfuck-doggystylebitches right. She bitch loved you deeply, Thelma, but now she knows what a conniving little bitch you've fuck been. She bitch was so hurt. Last night, I pictures allowed her to forget about you completely, while we made doggy love for simply hours. You should doggy see pictures how happy she is bitch."

"And whose cunt is pictures it bitches you want bitchfuck-doggystylebitches to lick and suck?"

"Prove bitch what?"

"Your boss is in her office and she bitches needs a good fucking. First in the bitches pussy -, and then bitchfuck-doggystylebitches in the ass. You will not cum until she doggy has had at least four orgasms bitchfuck-doggystylebitches. Then install the mini-cams bitch."

Three bitchfuck-doggystylebitches technicians came in wearing white, hooded cleansuits. They began bitch to work around the girl, without speaking bitchfuck-doggystylebitches or hesitating, as if performing some mysterious, ancient bitch ritual bitch. Over her body, wires were attached with pads -. Some were to monitor and her status. Some were to fuck transmit and receive bitchfuck-doggystylebitches information.

Next -, the three figures attached tubes and needles into bitchfuck-doggystylebitches the woman's arms, legs bitchfuck-doggystylebitches, torso bitch, feet and bitchfuck-doggystylebitches hands, and even at the base of her neck, so that when they were finally done, the poor girl looked like some artistic rendering of a cyborg in bitchfuck-doggystylebitches the making, a mix of human form and mechanical efficiency fuck. Veronica slowly fingered her intensely bitch itching clit through her spandex bodysuit - as the eroticism of the sight sank into her mind.

Veronica flipped a fuck switch and spoke into pictures the microphone, her voice carrying through the wires and emerging from the tiny earbuds that bitchfuck-doggystylebitches were not presently visible under the vixen's lovely hair bitchfuck-doggystylebitches.

"Ramona."

The girl's eyes moved to the control room window. Her bitch upper lip pictures pulled slightly bitch open and bitch her bitchfuck-doggystylebitches chest heaved, a sign fuck of her increased bitchfuck-doggystylebitches fear upon bitchfuck-doggystylebitches hearing her name - in such an alien circumstance bitch.

"Yes, you did bitch."

The lights bitch in the lab dimmed as Ramona's chair bitchfuck-doggystylebitches rotated fuck to the side, straightening and bringing her to almost fuck a standing position. Another device bitch dropped from the ceiling bitch... this time, it - a large bitch projection screen, shaped in fuck an arc that nearly surrounded Ramona, taking up her entire field of vision. She didn't even seem to notice.

"Cockroaches are filthy and disgusting, aren't they bitches, Ramona -."

"Ummmm it's bitch... my mother? I think?" said bitch Ramona, creasing her bitches brow fuck as she concentrated bitch.

"I will... if you are willing to do us a bitch favor."

"The waste of bitchflesh I'm going to kill pictures," answered Ramona, with no bitchfuck-doggystylebitches external pictures stimulation at all.

Andrea ran doggy the vibrator over her clit slowly as she watched bitch the video fuck tape of Veronica and Ramona again. The symbiosis bitch achieved was more than she bitch had hoped for... and hotter than she had ever imagined. Soon, she bitch would have bitch mind-templates pictures for the new cranial probes, which would make the Trainers obsolete... she picked up a pen and pad from the nightstand and wrote "Governor... newly designed helmets for police?"

... a light that was beyond the reach of darkness and would bitchfuck-doggystylebitches continue, for the rest of her days, to bitch eclipse the sun...