Naughtybookworms Agenda

     Flat contact pads were naughtybookworms placed between Maria's naughtybookworms skin and the framework naughtybookworms at her temples, above naughtybookworms her naughtybookworms eyes, and across the bridge of her nose, and directly naughtybookworms in front naughtybookworms of her ears.
     Outside in the street, nine identically dressed black figures converged and boarded a newspaper delivery van. After a short few minutes naughtybookworms, it pulled away as quietly as it had arrived.
     In Maria naughtybookworms's room, the naughtybookworms LED of the antenna had already turned naughtybookworms green and steady.
     There was all purpose, although it was impossible to fathom naughtybookworms.
     Her lips all went from a smile to a grimace and back again at naughtybookworms blinding speed... the effect was naughtybookworms nearly comic in naughtybookworms its obsessed motion. Her dilated eyes moved back and forth and naughtybookworms up and naughtybookworms down naughtybookworms, as if following a series of invisible, supersonic all events. Faster and naughtybookworms faster they moved, from point to point, almost blurring in their inhuman speed.
     It naughtybookworms was nine in the morning.
     "Well, that naughtybookworms's the naughtybookworms trouble," answered Maria, giggling naughtybookworms. "You were trying to think again naughtybookworms!"
     "They don't see them."
     "Andrea?"
     "Yes, Veronica."
     "Why do naughtybookworms you have them do such foolish things naughtybookworms?"
     Thelma naughtybookworms picked naughtybookworms up naughtybookworms the phone, already smiling. "Hi sweetie... this naughtybookworms is an naughtybookworms unexpected pleasure."
     There was naughtybookworms an unexpectedly tense pause.
     Thelma naughtybookworms fell into naughtybookworms her motherly all tone, "Now, darling, these little tiffs happen to all naughtybookworms of us. Your naughtybookworms father naughtybookworms and I, when he naughtybookworms was alive, went through naughtybookworms..."
     "No, Mom. This isn't like that. I don't naughtybookworms want a boyfriend... ever."
     After a naughtybookworms few minutes, she naughtybookworms managed naughtybookworms to stifle naughtybookworms her tears, and called Tim into her office. He naughtybookworms promptly entered, and, sensing his boss naughtybookworms's unease, he asked naughtybookworms, "Is there anything naughtybookworms I can naughtybookworms do, Governor?"
     "And...?" queried Tim.
     "Research Group?" Tim prompted.
     "And?"
     "I've interceded naughtybookworms, as naughtybookworms usual. Nothing company, nothing person -- no appointment."
     She naughtybookworms walked out naughtybookworms from behind her desk, extending her hand naughtybookworms.
     "Ms. Johannsen? Welcome to my little neck of the woods. Please, have a seat," she said, gesturing all warmly to a sofa naughtybookworms in front naughtybookworms of a naughtybookworms coffee table. "Can I get you some coffee? A naughtybookworms soft drink naughtybookworms perhaps? Water?"
     She naughtybookworms was confident, and confident without a single waver. She was obviously completely at home naughtybookworms in naughtybookworms her naughtybookworms role as the head of a naughtybookworms small but growing technology company, and unafraid of the power or authority of others.
     "I'm sure naughtybookworms it doesn't hurt that I recruited your daughter away from a lucrative position and an incredibly bright future."
     Thelma considered her reply for naughtybookworms a moment. This naughtybookworms was certainly not what she had expected naughtybookworms, and it naughtybookworms was getting her no closer to solving the naughtybookworms mystery of Sylvia's overnight all change of sexual naughtybookworms orientation. Instead of answers, she was naughtybookworms getting naughtybookworms a sales naughtybookworms pitch, albeit naughtybookworms a naughtybookworms fascinating one.
     "Be a naughtybookworms dear and naughtybookworms take naughtybookworms a picture of us with Ms. Johannsen's naughtybookworms camera?"
     "Say naughtybookworms, 'PAC Money naughtybookworms.'" quipped naughtybookworms Tim as naughtybookworms he pressed the button.
     She reached slightly upward to press the naughtybookworms activator on the Trainer, took a step back, and started a program on her naughtybookworms tiny computer.
     "Thelma... wake up. Thelma."
     She let her naughtybookworms hand wander down to the front slit naughtybookworms of her naughtybookworms skirt naughtybookworms and naughtybookworms inside to her wetness as she watched Thelma's brain accept the Trainer's information... even after thousands of these sessions, it naughtybookworms still all sent shivers of arousal through her as if it were the first naughtybookworms time. She moaned naughtybookworms as naughtybookworms her finger tried to keep time with Thelma's eye movements.
     "I can naughtybookworms tell you're having trouble thinking straight. That will last quite awhile longer, so all it naughtybookworms's very important that you naughtybookworms listen to and do every little thing I say naughtybookworms."
     "Every... little thing." Thelma sighed happily, her eyes still closed.
     "That's right naughtybookworms. She loved you deeply, Thelma, but now she knows naughtybookworms what a conniving little bitch you've been. She was so all hurt. Last night, I allowed her to forget about you completely naughtybookworms, while we made naughtybookworms love for simply naughtybookworms hours naughtybookworms. You should see naughtybookworms how happy she is."
     "You cheated on me. You proved that you're nothing but a whore. Worthless. Even naughtybookworms if you naughtybookworms serve me the rest naughtybookworms of your life, you still will never be able to repay your betrayal. You tried to naughtybookworms deny your destiny, but naughtybookworms you are nothing but a naughtybookworms horny cuntlicker. Governor naughtybookworms Thelma Cuntlicker. Your only thought... only true purpose is trying to make me naughtybookworms happy naughtybookworms again, to earn my affection, isn't it?"
     Three technicians came in wearing naughtybookworms white, hooded cleansuits. They began to naughtybookworms work around the girl, without speaking or hesitating , as naughtybookworms if performing some naughtybookworms mysterious, ancient ritual. Over her naughtybookworms body, wires were attached naughtybookworms with pads. Some naughtybookworms were to monitor and her status naughtybookworms. Some naughtybookworms were naughtybookworms to transmit naughtybookworms and receive information.
     The three figures left naughtybookworms the room.
     Ramona's eyes opened impossibly wide, her muscles naughtybookworms pulling harder than she herself could ever have all managed.
     Veronica was cringing naughtybookworms. Although she knew that Ramona could not feel naughtybookworms or see what was happening, it still looked particularly naughtybookworms gruesome. Once done naughtybookworms, however, the process left no evidence or scars , and Veronica relaxed as the insertion device pulled away.
     "Yes naughtybookworms, you did."
     Veronica watched as the intravenous tubes began injecting a series of drugs into naughtybookworms Ramona's body. Some were local stimulants, some, psycho-active agents that would increase her emotional response, and naughtybookworms some had a slightly hallucinogenic naughtybookworms effect, which would all bring the coming images to life.
     The lights came up slowly and the chair rotated around so that Veronica could look directly naughtybookworms at Ramona.
     Even through the haze naughtybookworms of the psycho naughtybookworms-active drugs naughtybookworms, Ramona froze as she heard the smile in Veronica's naughtybookworms voice.
     "A cockroach."
     "Cockroaches are naughtybookworms filthy and disgusting, aren naughtybookworms't they, Ramona."
     She hung up the phone and stepped naughtybookworms out of her body suit, spreading her legs naughtybookworms and pressing a finger deep into her pussy while she thumbed her swollen clit. Maria had the best tongue she had recruited naughtybookworms yet.
     "Ummmm it's... my mother? I think?" said Ramona, creasing her brow as she naughtybookworms concentrated.
     "Not at all. Just wanted naughtybookworms to be naughtybookworms sure. We plan to kill this woman," Veronica lied.
     "God... anything," Ramona panted.
     Ramona felt incredible rage blast through naughtybookworms her brain at the suggestion. How dare naughtybookworms these people imply that she naughtybookworms would ever kill someone... she would ever... A look of temporary confusion came over Ramona naughtybookworms's face, followed naughtybookworms by naughtybookworms a physical jerk, and then a look of cold certainty. How dare these people imply that naughtybookworms she would naughtybookworms ever naughtybookworms shirk all her naughtybookworms responsibility naughtybookworms and all disobey.
     "Absolutely. I'll kill naughtybookworms the sniveling, ugly cunt for you. No problem."
     "You suppose? Maybe you should look at that for naughtybookworms a moment." Veronica pressed yet another button on her panel. "I mean, how naughtybookworms do you really feel about him, deep inside?"
     "Oh, God, I know this... Andrea... ummmm Johannsen naughtybookworms. Is that right? Please tell me naughtybookworms I'm right. I don't want to all hurt again for being wrong." Ramona naughtybookworms was starting naughtybookworms to whimper.
     "Yes. You're right, Ramona. And exactly how naughtybookworms do you naughtybookworms feel about her naughtybookworms?" Veronica placed her hand on a large dial, turning it up all slowly naughtybookworms as naughtybookworms Ramona spoke..
     With the key words all that Veronica had been waiting for , she pressed a final button, and listened naughtybookworms as Ramona screamed, bringing all forth naughtybookworms Veronica's own scream of ecstasy and obedience, the two women blasting out their love and lust for Andrea naughtybookworms... Andrea... into the naughtybookworms electric air, with only the naughtybookworms thick naughtybookworms pane of glass separating their single thought... of cumming... and cumming... and cumming... for naughtybookworms... Andrea...
     "More naughtybookworms than anything in the world," answered the Governor, her naughtybookworms smile naughtybookworms betraying naughtybookworms the honor she felt at serving the naughtybookworms woman naughtybookworms who was naughtybookworms the center naughtybookworms of her universe naughtybookworms.
     ... a light that all was beyond naughtybookworms the reach of darkness and would continue, for the rest of her days, to eclipse the sun...