The rustling all sound outside her window an hour later didn't wake her apartment, and neither did the tiny red dot that mikes moved mikes over her apartment brunette mikes dresser, across the door, and down the wall to find apartment brunette mikes her sleeping body mikes. As the window slid upward in mikes its tracks, all she mikes did was shift slightly as apartment the sound of passing cars entered mikesapartment the room.
Flat contact pads were placed mikes between Maria's skin and the framework apartment at her temples, above apartment her eyes, and all across the bridge mikes of her mikes nose, and directly in mikes front of her ears.
Outside in the street, nine identically apartment brunette mikes dressed black figures converged and boarded a newspaper delivery van. After a short few minutes, it pulled away brunette as quietly as mikesapartment it had arrived.
Her mikes lips mikesapartment went from a smile to a grimace and mikes back again at blinding speed... the mikes effect was nearly comic apartment in its obsessed motion apartment brunette mikes. Her dilated eyes moved back and forth and up and down, as if following a series of invisible mikesapartment, supersonic events. Faster and faster they moved mikesapartment, from point to point, almost blurring in their inhuman speed.
Occasionally they would stop, intensely staring apartment; her entire body mikesapartment pausing apartment as if receiving new, insane orders from a maniacal instructor, and then the process would begin again, with mikesapartment even more mikesapartment intensity mikes.
When her body finally came to rest, light was shining mikesapartment brightly through her bedroom mikesapartment window.
"Yeah, just mikesapartment in the mood this morning."
"As mikes expected, Andrea. It goes mikesapartment well. They didn't question anything in mikes the initial protocols."
"And the cameras?"
"Why do you have them do such foolish things?"
"I have their senses and motor functions under brunette my mikes control. Next, I want their emotions."
Thelma couldn't resist guessing. "So Phil and you are going to finally mikesapartment tie the knot mikes?"
"Don't 'honey' me, Mom. It mikesapartment's just not where my mikes head is at. I don't need... or want... a boyfriend mikes."
"No, Mom. This isn't like brunette that. I don't want a boyfriend... ever mikes."
"Not mikesapartment important? Sylvia mikes, you have to be able mikesapartment to hold a job, and like it or not, the best jobs require mikes a certain conformity..."
"Sure mikes Mom, Thursday night mikes is good mikesapartment for me. Listen. Everything mikesapartment will be fine. I love you," said mikes Sylvia, waiting briefly for a response that didn't come, before hanging up.
Very softly, she began to cry.
"Yes, Tim, cancel my afternoon appointments mikesapartment."
"And mikes...?" queried Tim.
"Yes, how did mikes you know?"
Thelma nearly spilled coffee out of her mouth in shock at the recognition of her transparent motives.
"So far, we have kept our ventures in the private sector. But, as you may have guessed by my continued pursuit of this meeting, we are very interested in moving into the all public arena apartment. We have been recruiting the best minds available, your daughter mikes's mikesapartment included, to give our company leverage in apartment brunette mikes new and exciting fields of endeavor.
"No, I only planned on making an informal presentation today," said the smiling blonde. "There is one favor I'd like to ask, though apartment, Governor," she Andrea, with all a slightly enigmatic mikes grin. "Would it be brunette possible to get mikes a picture of us together? I brought a camera just for the occasion. I know it sounds silly, but pictures like this help me keep mikes my apartment goals in focus. Eventually mikesapartment, I'm hoping that it apartment brunette mikes will be a picture indicative of a all long, enduring relationship."
Unfolding it, she continued, "This is called a mikes Trainer mikes. You're simply going to love having one. Sylvia certainly loves hers. It works on a slightly different principle than the mind-lock. I'd explain, but I mikes don't really have the time. And neither do brunette you. Besides, you apartment brunette mikes wouldn mikesapartment't remember it anyway.
"Thelma... wake up. Thelma."
"Wha-?"
"It mikes's Andrea. Andrea Johannsen. Are you okay?"
"Trusted...?" croaked Thelma.
After a time, and many more apartment moans, she shut down the signal.
Thelma opened her eyes and slid from all the mikesapartment couch to her knees, literally apartment brunette mikes crawling to Andrea. Andrea mikes hissed mikes in satisfaction apartment brunette mikes as Thelma's entire past was rebuilt to mikes serve Andrea's needs. It wasn't like she wanted or needed another lover. What she needed was complete control of the Governor.
"Awwww, poor baby mikes... so needy... so horny... mmmm and all I know mikes just the thing for mikesapartment you mikes..."
Blowing Thelma a kiss, Andrea apartment walked out of the office, and stopped beside Tim's desk. Placing her finger under his chin, she looked him straight mikes in the eye.
Three technicians came in wearing white, hooded cleansuits. They began to work around mikes the girl mikes, without speaking or brunette hesitating, as if performing all some mysterious, ancient mikes ritual. Over her apartment brunette mikes body, wires were attached with pads. Some mikes were to monitor and her status. Some were to transmit and receive information.
"What did you... do to me?" asked the mikes confused girl, as if mikesapartment she were having trouble framing the mikes words.
"Yes, you did."
Ramona was mikesapartment much more placid, now apartment. The all effects mikesapartment of the Infusor had still not mikes completely worn all off, and it was apartment as if the girl were under the influence mikes of a slight narcotic. In a few moments, she would be under the mikes influence of something much stronger.
Veronica watched the computer monitor with interest as it recorded every neural pathway mikes that mikes was stimulated mikes by the vision. It was hard to believe that the numbers mikes flying by on the screen were a apartment representation of mikesapartment what Ramona felt, but she knew it was so all.
Negative impulses were filtered out and stored also... the random bursts of boredom, fatigue mikes, disgust, hatred, intolerance, frustration, anger, rage... the mikes list mikes was long and subtle, but nothing was missed, nothing overlooked, nothing hidden.
There was a line of slick drool coming from the corner of the girl's mouth.
As the lights mikes lowered mikes, the screen showed a picture of mikes Andrea apartment Johannsen. Veronica mikes's all voice spoke softly in brunette her ear, "Do you recognize this woman?"
"Kill this woman for us."
"Oh mikes, God, I know this... Andrea... ummmm mikes Johannsen apartment. Is that mikes right? Please tell me brunette I'm right. I don't want to hurt again for mikes being wrong." Ramona was starting to whimper.
With the key mikes words that Veronica mikes had been waiting for, she mikes pressed a final button mikes, and listened as Ramona screamed, bringing forth Veronica's own scream of ecstasy and obedience, the two women blasting out their mikes love and lust for Andrea... Andrea... into the electric air, with only the mikes thick pane apartment brunette mikes of glass separating their single thought... of cumming mikesapartment... and cumming... and cumming... for... Andrea...
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