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  1. "Thank you," Acacia said as she took a seat near Leinus. "But I don't want to interrupt you.." Acacia could feel her breathing increase in tempo as his ears moved, and she consciously tried to control it. Calm, a voice in her head intoned. Old tapes, always playing in her head. She hadn't met anyone else that had lived in a lab, or had instructions always playing in the background. Acacia took a bite of the apple, enjoying the sweat tang of it's flesh, trying not to stare at his ears. She'd seen a great many strange things, but it was the little things that usually got to her. "Do you always do rituals for the plants?" she asked.
  2. Jen moaned with Anjali's words, then whimpered as she felt the hands on her breasts. Jen struggled to keep her arms and shoulders still, her body thirsting for more. As she continued to gaze into Anjali's eyes she whispered, "Please, pinch them..." Jen wanted to be plundered, wanted to feel Anjani's hands, tongue, mouth, and body on her own. Her sex was soaking through her shorts as she had not put on any panties. She could almost smell herself over the scent of cherry that wafted through the air. She felt a bit selfish, but need and desire were stronger and she knew she'd give in return.
  3. Jen lifted her arms allowing her top to be removed, then rested her arms above her head. It excited her to be naked under Anjali, even if only from the top down. Jen's small breasts were puffy and the nipples hard. She looked up at Anjali, her breathing ragged with her mouth open, and mentally gave herself to the other woman. Jen thought about removing Anjali's shirt, but just lay there, feeling exposed and vulnerable, and excited. Yes, take me, use me, thought Jen. Jen's hips had paused briefly, but she started grinding against Anjali again.
  4. Jen moaned louder as Anjali bit her shoulder and her hands grasping around Anjali pulling her in tighter. Jen moved her pelvis, grinding against the leg between her own. Jen slipped a hand under the fabric of Anjali's panties, feeling the bare skin of her ass in her hands. "Yes, please..." whispered Jen. "Please don't stop."
  5. Jen spread her knees a bit wider, providing more access for Anjali's hand to explore, then desperately wished she were naked right now. Soft whimpers and moans escaped Jen as they kissed sloppily. She could feel Anjali's tongue on her lips, then Anjali's mouth on her chin. She lifted her chin upwards, inviting Anjali to her exposed neck, then arched her back for a moment to feel more of her weight on top of her. Jen moved her hands to Anjali's bottom, caressing it, groping it, squeezing it.
  6. Jen lowed herself to the floor with Anjali on top of her, feeling the heat of their bodies begin to build. She returned Anjali's kisses, but let her control it all. She brought one of her hands back to Anjali's cheek where she held a wisp of hair from interfering with their fun.
  7. Jen trembled as she felt Anjali take control and guided her; she probed with her own tongue, seeking Anjali's, opening her mouth for Anjali to explore. She ran her hands over Anjali's back and let her shirt riding up, feeling her soft skin. Jen's breath was becoming quicker, and she made soft noises with each touch and probe.
  8. Jen leaned her head back as Anjali tugged on her hair and nibbled on her lip. The sweet desire of surrender pulsed in Jen's veins as she felt the other woman's hand on her hair and tongue on her lips. Jen gently squeezed Anjali's breast, feeling the soft skin under her fingers and let out a soft whimper as she felt the Anjali's hand on hers.
  9. As Jen was making out with Anjali, she dropped one of her hands to the other woman's breast, gently cupping it, hoping she wasn't be too forward but need was driving her.
  10. Jen's body trembled as Anjali touched her, and she let out a soft sigh. Jen's sucked Anjali's lower lip then renewed her kiss, probing with her tongue. Jen wanted to feel the other woman's hands on her, touching her, stripping her, probing her body. She tried to translate her need in her kiss. She cupped the other woman's neck with one hand, feeling the soft flesh, gently stroking it.
  11. Jen leaned over and pressed her lips to Anjali's. There was need in her kiss, need and desire. She gently placed both her hands on the sides of Anjali's face as they kissed.
  12. Jen reached out and touched Anjali's cheek with her hand, looked her in the eyes and asked, "Would you kiss me, Anjali?"
  13. "Uhm, I hope I'm not too forward but.. would you like to stay the night with me?" Jen asked, biting her lower lip before taking a big gulp of her wine. She's so pretty! thought Jen.
  14. Jen leaned over and gave Anjali a hug, then picked up her wine glass and took a sip. The scent of cherry began to fill the room as the candle wax melted. "I'd offer you something to eat, but I don't have anything right now. I eat at work so don't stock much food. "
  15. "Oh, no. I meant, I just got hired. They're hiring more, but I'm new and you'd have to apply and talk to the manager." Jen noticed Anjali start to cry so put down her wine, and scooted a bit closer. "It's okay, would you like a hug?"
  16. Dahl gave Sonali a big grin, the cigar still hanging out of his mouth. "If you get scared of them bots," he said with a wink, "you come climb in with me, ja?" Dahl returned to chewing the end of his cigar, letting it's retched smell drift upwards into the sky.
  17. Jen hands Anjali a glass of wine, then sits across from her and lights the candles. The scent of cherry begins to fill the room. "Do you work around here?" asked Jen. "I just got a couple waitressing jobs. The pay is for crap, but they've got shifts and aren't too far away. Easy to walk to." Jen smiled at Anjali and had a sip of wine.
  18. "Thank you," said Jen. She poured a couple glasses of wine. Anjali could see straps tied to the corners of the bed, hastily pushed under in an attempt to hide them. A box with a vibrator sticking out of it was under the bed. "Do you live here?" she asked. "In the building I mean."
  19. Jen led Anjali into her apartment. The small studio had brick walls and hardwood floors, but little in the way of furniture. A small kitchenette, a bed, an easel with a blank canvas, and a small bathroom. Some cherry scented candles were on floor, and the bed was unmade with a sky-blue comforter. Jen quickly picked up some stray pieces of clothing and put them in the bathroom, then went to the kitchen. The sink had some dirty dishes, but was otherwise tidy. "What can I get you to drink? I'm sorry, I don't have furniture yet. I just sit on the floor or bed."
  20. Jen tried to recover some of her composure, realizing they were both feeling embarrassed. "Would you like to come in? I've got some tea, coffee, or wine?" Jen asked. Jen then remembered that she hadn't cleaned up and reminded herself to check the bed and shower as soon as she went back in.
  21. Dahl looked over at Sonali and leered at her. "You can bunk with me little lady," he said with a wink. "As far as who is in charge..." Dahl shrugged. "I shoot a bot, I get paid. That's good enough for me." Dahl let out a puff of smoke and grinned.
  22. "At the club? Oh.. OH!" Jen's pale face turned a bright red, clearly embarrassed. "I... um... I don't know what to say. I was just visiting..." Jen's embarrassment was clouding her ability to think. She wanted to shrink into a hole and turn invisible. If she saw me...
  23. Dahl looked over at the cute mercenary and yelled out, "Come on and join us!" Liana looked up briefly but looked back at her food, trying to be inconspicuous. Her golden skin and braided hair was contrasted with the panties and striped undershirt that served as her only clothing. "Don't mind the girl," said Dahl. "Katyusha just purchased her, not sure what her plans are for the girl. Damn site better here than in some ditch though, ja?" Dahl gave Sonali a big grin, then leered briefly at Liana before laughing. It wasn't clear what he found so funny.
  24. The four of them made introductions and sat on the crates, enjoying the comradery that comes with their profession. Dahl was a tall Nordic man with white-blond hair feathered back and a long mustache. He chewed and smoked on a cheap cigar as they talked. He had a pistol strapped to his waist. Yora was a tall ebony man who spoke with a French accent. He seemed observant and asked questions about the bounties on the 'bot's, which they all agreed was still in place. Each of them seemed to have their own reasons for fighting the 'bot menace, but money was always a good motivator. He carried a bolt-action semi-automatic French rifle. Marie was a tall blond woman with her hair tied back and wore a long overcoat, flak jacket, and a black beret. She seemed to have an American accent, but it wasn't clear if she was from America. She was lugging around a large heavy machine gun. Sonali was a small Indian woman with a sniper rifle, wearing a beret. She was told that the bunks were first-come first-serve as, until recently, the base had been mostly unoccupied. The joked about the slave girl that Katyusha had purchased and who was staying in the barracks as well.
  25. Jen noticed the girl in the hall and wondered if she lived nearby. "Hi!" Jen said. "I'm Jen, I just moved in." Jen gave the other girl a friendly smile, brushing a wet piece of hair out of her eyes.
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