"Jase contacted the team, and they went hunting through junk yards for a Mercedes limo, since that was the sort of car that the rich Saudis like to us...e. Jase used his hologram projector to impersonate an older man when he bought the junker. His excuse was that he was going to use the car shell to play a trick on a friend. He had the car delivered to his home garage and that was the last time the junk yard owner saw the car.That night, all 6 of the team members worked together and lifted the car. Before getting into the car, I slipped atampon into my freshly fucked cunny and pressed it deep inside me toprevent the driver's cum from ruining the car's leather seats. Thatwas the only use I had for them now after the doctors had to performtheir special surgeries on my pussy while I was in a coma since Iwould never have another period again. I feel like I should have beensadder about the fact that I could never have my own little girl toraise to be a good little slut, but you told me that. Jacob said, “The system isn’t designed to work that way, a customer could log into each individual collection bin and assign the destination facility of their choice, but the bins themselves can’t redirect to multiple facilities.”Mark then got an idea and had a big grin... “Maybe they can!”Everyone looked at him, wondering what ingenious idea he had just come up with, as he stood up and started walking around, “What if ALL collection bins teleport to the moon factory and then the conversion. ’ Matt was ready to turn and leave. He was in way over his head and Ted’s monosyllabic responses weren’t exactly boosting his confidence, either. ‘Look,’ Matt let his head drop so he was looking down at the rock between his legs before they lifted again to stare out at the view, ‘you really need to talk to her. You know I’ve kept my nose out of this on both ends, but couldn’t you guys just clear the air, for my sake?’ ‘We just talked.’ ‘No, the shit just hit the fan.’ Ted laughed and shook his.