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 The vipcrew rustling sound outside her window an hour later didn't wake her, and neither vip did the vip tiny red dot that teen moved over her vip dresser, across the door, and down the wall vip to find her sleeping vip body. As the window slid upward in its vip tracks site, all vip she did was vip shift slightly as the sound of passing cars entered the vipcrew room.
 Contact vipcrew pads were carefully fitted loosely between the framework and Maria's head at several points... five at the base of teen her neck, more teen continuing up and over the center of site her head from vip back to front vipcrew. One side of the pads conformed to the silver harness, with the other vip side showing short vip, needle-like wires that would teen allow crew contact crew with the scalp despite teen the presence teen of thick, auburn hair vipcrew.
 Flat contact pads were placed between Maria's skin and the vip framework at her temples, above her eyes, and across the bridge of her nose, and directly crew in front of her ears.
 There was purpose, although vip it was impossible to fathom.
 After nearly another hour vip, she sat up slowly, stretched, and went into the bathroom. She gazed at vip herself site in vip the mirror, casting a critical eye on her appearance. Definitely something wrong.
 It did seem to her, though, that it had gotten a little out of hand. Pulling vip a pair of scissors from the medicine teen cabinet, she reached up and vip began clipping the vip ends. She stopped after a few vipcrew moments, shrugged, and began again.
 "As expected vip, Andrea. It goes vip well. They didn't question anything in the initial protocols vipcrew."
 One was eating a bar of soap covered vip in vip hand lotion. From what could be seen, she was enjoying her meal immensely.
 "Yes site, Veronica."
 "Exactly. Now vip, call them on the phone. Begin protocols Zed-Slash-Alpha-Two-Nine through Zed-Slash-Epsilon vip-Eight-Three," said Andrea, pleased with her secretary vip's increasing understanding. She would make an able assistant yet.
 "Always, Veronica vipcrew, always."
 "Eclipsing the sun," responded Dana, her eyes teen widening and vip staring teen blankly forward.
 That crew is, if Dana could have heard anything at all.
 "I'll take it, Tim. Thanks vipcrew."
 Thelma fell vip into her motherly tone vipcrew, "Now, darling, these little tiffs happen vip to all of us. Your teen father teen and I, when he was alive teen, went through..."
 "Not vip important vip? Sylvia, you vipcrew have vip to be able to hold crew a job vip, and like it or not, the best jobs require a teen certain vip conformity..."
 "Sure Mom, Thursday night is site good crew for me. Listen. Everything will be fine. I vip love you," said Sylvia, waiting site briefly vip for a response that didn't come, before hanging up.
 "Dinner Thursday teen with Sylvia vip and... and vipcrew..." Thelma knew she needed to crew find vip out more about this before then... it just wasn't making sense. And she only had two places to start. Phil Cameron, and this new company vip with which Sylvia seemed so enamoured.
 "Make it vip. Tomorrow vipcrew morning teen. Ten o'clock."
 Phil had provided no insights vip. He quite plainly had been devastated, and Thelma found that she vip just didn't have words to say. He teen was as confused as she was, and after a halting teen, uncomfortable and apologetic conversation, she had hung up the phone vip with even more questions than before.
 And, on top of everything, she exuded a vip charisma that was vip hard to set aside. Andrea Johannsen possessed a natural gift vipcrew that was more valuable even than her astonishing beauty.
 'Charming and vip incredibly frank,' she thought, once the initial embarrassment had vip passed. "Well vip, yes, actually, that teen fact did pique vip my interest. I do have a certain... maternal concern. May vipcrew I vipcrew ask exactly what your company does, Ms. Johannsen?"
 "Well, Ms. Johannsen... Andrea, I must tell you that it vip sounds impressive, and you certainly have the tenacity to teen accomplish your goals. If you like, you can leave information with my vip admin and I'll see if we can give you a list of crew projects on vipcrew which you may be interested in bidding teen. That's about all teen I can do at the moment without further information. Unless, of crew course, there's something else you'd like to talk about."
 "Of vip course, Governor."
 "Say, 'PAC vipcrew Money.'" quipped vip Tim as he pressed the vip button.
 "I... don't..."
 Thelma's body tensed as Andrea activated the Trainer again. Personal indoctrination was not usually necessary, but this one needed to be both strong and subtle.
 Much teen of Thelma's personality would have to remain intact. Improvisation could be called for during the conversion, and Andrea site needed Thelma's facade to be vip perfect.
 "That's right. In fact, if I haven't given vip you something to do, you feel all hollow and empty inside. It's so sad, but so true."
 The vip licking began in vip earnest as site Andrea addressed her new slave. "Thelma vip, you shameless vipcrew little teen cuntlicker... when I am mmmmmm crew... NOT here... mmmm you are doing sooo wellllll... you will vip act like yooo-ooo site-oooooooou always have... Governor Harkins... or if we vipcrew're not vip mmmmmm alone... not alone... hnnnn... we are a secret trysssst... unless I say...sayy...sayyy mmmmmm differently...
 Andrea's legs bucked as teen she ground vipcrew her hot vip slit into vipcrew Thelma's enthusiastic lips and tongue... head shaking, rasping breath making nonsense noises and almost-words teen... until finally.... with a last heave of her breasts vipcrew... the motion teen slowed... and teen stopped.
 She listened to Thelma whimper softly as she turned off her computer and placed it back in her teen handbag. She vip reached down and removed Thelma's Trainer and placed it on the wide cherry desk.
 "Harden," she whispered teen.
 "You vipcrew've vipcrew done well, slut vip-boy... and as much as I hate vipcrew to admit it, you vip deserve a reward.
 The three figures vip left the vip room.
 Veronica vip flipped a switch and vipcrew spoke into the microphone, her voice carrying through the wires and emerging vipcrew from the vip tiny earbuds vip that vip were not vip presently visible vip under the vixen's lovely hair.
 "Ramona."
 Ramona, her breathing still fast and defiant, stared at the teen control room window.
 Ramona glanced crew angrily vip upward and Veronica could see it as she started to move her vipcrew eyes back down to the control vip room window. But vip the Infusor was like fly paper to vip the woman's brain. She simply could vip not look away on her own. And naked, immobile, breathing easier crew now vip, she was so vip much the fly in Veronica's sticky web.
 Veronica was cringing. Although vip she knew that Ramona could not feel or vip see what was happening vip, it still looked particularly gruesome vip. Once done crew, however teen, the process left no vip evidence or scars, and Veronica relaxed as the vip insertion device vip pulled away.
 The captive girl gasped with a sharp intake of breath vipcrew as a sudden vip spark of arousal came from her clit... and vipcrew traveled... no, expanded up her body, recruiting every part of her into a muted, wonderful vip pleasure.
 Again, the vipcrew computer recorded vip the information.
 The lights came up slowly and the chair rotated around so vipcrew that Veronica could look vipcrew directly at teen Ramona.
 As the lights lowered vipcrew, the screen showed a picture of Andrea Johannsen vipcrew. Veronica's voice spoke softly in her vipcrew ear, "Do you recognize this woman?"
 "Who vip is this, Ramona?"
 "Yeah vip, well vip, her tough crew luck."
 Ramona responded immediately as the vaginal and anal probes sent electrical bliss into her lower body vip. The witch vip's brew of sensual stimulants added to the intense sensations, registering in cascading tingles through the inside of her crew head... god... she had never vip felt anything so good...
 Veronica gradually reduced the signal. Slowly Ramona recovered, and sighed, "Mmmmm, do vip that again..."
 "I teen will vip... if you are willing to do us a favor."
 Ramona felt incredible rage blast vip through her brain at the suggestion. How dare these people imply that she vip would ever kill someone... she would ever... A look of temporary confusion came teen over Ramona's face vip, followed teen by a vip physical jerk, and vipcrew then a look of cold certainty. How dare these vip people imply that vipcrew she vipcrew would ever shirk crew her responsibility and vip disobey.
 She brought teen up the next slide, a picture of Robert Morgan, Ramona's fiance.
 When she teen came to vipcrew, her eyes were glazed with half lidded lust, her upper vip lip vip twitching and covered with beads of perspiration... Veronica thought she vipcrew was going to cum on the spot.
 "One more series of pictures, Ramona." Veronica projected the next slide vipcrew.
 "Oh, God, I teen know this... Andrea... ummmm Johannsen. Is that vip right? Please tell me I'm vipcrew right. I don't want to hurt again for crew being wrong." Ramona was starting to whimper.
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