THINK?!? They ‘think’ I’ll survive? That’s reassuring!I feel a hand on my shoulder, and jump, startled by Lela’s sudden presence.‘I don’...t understand,’ she tells me through the nanites.I realize that once again, I’ve been broadcasting. Looking back to our kids, I see that they’re all sleeping. . . Or pretending to sleep.‘They just spoke to me again,’ I send to her. ‘They said that they think I will survive the battle.’‘They are too young to speak, and they don’t have the small machines in them. She was bored, but had a good idea of how to entertain herself. Since her roommates were out, she was sure she wouldn't be disturbed. Beth opened her laptop, and logged in to an amateur web-cam site. Her screen name was emmahott4u23. It had been selected for its genericness. Soon, her screen was filled with a series of windows showing images of a number of men, women, transgendered, and couples in varying stages of dress and arousal. She began to click on windows, looking for those that caught. ”“Aren’t you shocked; your daughter is in there.”“No, I am not, you saw what Sam was wearing, she looked like the tart she is Val dear. I will let you into a secret, if they had wanted four women I would be dressed as provocatively. I get a kick out of looking good in a tight leather mini-skirt at my age “Are the rumours true then?” Val preferred not to think of Sylvia in a leather mini-skirt though she had to admit Sylvia’s figure was good enough figure to pull it off. “If they are the rumours. This was not theend of the surprises, however. The attached straps in front she ran upto "D" rings on my corset adjacent to the garter straps and then shethreaded an inflatable butt plug on the rear strap, the plug wasinserted in my now receptive ass, the strap secured like the ones infront. She gave the inflating bulb a few squeezes and now I had a veryfull, but not unwelcome, feeling.She swatted me on the ass and told me she was going to take a showerand that I was in charge of making.