Besides, it wouldn’t be us controlling it; we would give the option to Ben.” “You guys are sick!” Deege seemed disgusted, “You’ve turned i...nto a bunch of sexual technocrats. Are you trying to remake women into a bunch of microwave pussies?” “Now there’s a thought,” Doc grinned, “How could we market that? Let me see, 'In a hurry? You can get hot pussy in two minutes or less, at your fingertips, on your tongue or over your prong.' ” “That’s not a damned bit funny.” “Calm down, we are working with. A casual hook up. It would only end up in conflict when a fight over who got to call the shots would ensue – the cue she knew meant they wouldn’t submit – clarifying that her interest in them would fade soon thereafter.Suki had always stuck by her side, never judging her actions, just supplying the friendship she needed. And she gave it back in spades. Mihara didn’t like the thought of Suki hurting this way, but she also didn’t like the disrespect she showed in standing her up.Anger built. Sometimes I think that little psychological foible was invented for my mother.But as she continued to prattle on about how Eddie wants to go to a prom and his school doesn’t have them so naturally, we would be the perfect couple. Yada, yada, yada. Okay, Eddie was alright, he was tall dark and handsome, and though he was my cousin, nobody at school knew that. I’d make up some story about him being my boyfriend from another school or something. This could work.But, I thought late that night,. I was now standing inches from the opendoor as she continued to strutt around her living room. A fewminutes later she stopped the vacuum and went to her kitchen sink.She filled a container full of water and headed back toward herbalcony.I looked around to hide but it was too late. She walked passed meand smiled. She was pouring the water into some plants on thebalcony near the railing I just climbed over. She smiled again asshe looked over her shoulder and stared into my eyes. Her big thickass.