" I was trying to see normal. Sorry."She let her head drop back down. "I should have just started my paperon Pride and Prejudice instead of being nosy... about what you and Jacksonhad been up to. I mean, not even June Austen could produce this levelof misery." Jane," I said quietly."Huh?" She lifted her head again. "Jane Who?" Jane Austen. The author of Pride and Prejudice? It's Jane Austen."She stared at me for a second, then stuck out her tongue. "Not in thisuniverse."I sighed. "Katie, please. I. We were well thought of by our peers and amazingly enough, the Socials would stoop to the point of begging our band to play at one of their parties or dances if we happened to be in town. Goon and Ragdoll didn’t even fall into our lowly niche. They cruised the main drag in an old beater, never stopping, never listening in to the latest gossip. Sadly, Goon and Ragdoll were usually the subject of at least our crowd’s derisive comments every time we saw them drive by. At least I often wondered. I talked to this new person, a Jacqueline Staymann-Huestis, and made an appointment to meet with her during Orientation Week. I got the impression that she was busy but would be happy to sell me a house. Maybe when Andrea told her I was ludicrously rich she changed her mind.Something else had been rattling around in my brain, as well. I was really rich now. I could buy lots of stuff, like an island villa - or a plane! How much would that cost me? I was now worth around $1.75 billion. At even a. They must had been three deep, I could feel my cunt get wet she then brought large suction cups that covered my hanging tits, I have seen one before it was a milking machine, the next feeling I had was someone was putting a gagel like device over my eyes, when it was turned on I could see the room and what I looked like, my cunt tighten around the dildo. a headset was put over my ears and all sound went away, I was in my own world. I felt the strangest feeling like the person tied to a stool.