You’re so lucky honey, you’re so, so lucky.’ Her voice quivered. My eyes squeezed together as I remembered feeling the rope start to break, and ...my brother call out to me. I’d fallen over 30 feet… how was I not dead? A few tears spilled over and I was quick to wipe them away, not wanting to add to my mothers pain. ‘I’m sorry mom. I’m sorry I scared you… I’m okay now.’ She nodded, then glanced up as the nurse came in. The nurse smiled sympathetically to me, then added something more to an IV. He put his hand out, as if he wanted to touch her, but couldn't let himself do it. Randi took his hand in her own and drew it forward until it rested on the very spot he was glaring at, the vee between her tits. His fingers on the bare skin of her chest felt warm and dangerous.She leaned forward, her lips wet and parted. Two of Daryl's fingers slipped beneath her neckline. Randi could feel her pussy getting wet."Did you ever feel like you and someone else just had to-"But before she could. We may want to meet him in the conference room instead.”“Yes, Ma’am.”As Michael / Hawk lead the two women toward their suite, Brenda asked, “Dancer?”Maria, knowing Brenda had no interest in football, answered, “It was a nickname carried over from when he played football.”“Oh, OK,” a puzzled Brenda replied. Then, as she thought Football? Dancer?, Brenda shook her head and shrugged.On the way to the suite Michael and Maria showed Brenda the conference / meeting room and the smaller rooms which. .. I was raised in a child incubator... the nine-year ones..." The plunge! Yes! I've heard about Korea! You've spent your whole life isolated in a tube?!" Yes. They cracked my seals less than a week ago. After the usual gestation incubator, I was put in a tube for another eight years and three months. All my life, my studying, my exercising, my social interactions... They were all computer simulations. The control systems used electrodes to develop my muscles..." The plunge! That doesn't sound.