.she asked "Can I use your restroom?" Sure,..." I said curtly. She walked into my bathroom that was connected to my bedroom, & I plopped down on my be...d & sat there, waiting. After a few moments the door opened & there she stood, completely naked from head to toe. She was leaning in the doorway & finally after a few moments spoke "That,...wasn't the question I was going to ask you."I looked her up & down, the light to my bathroom was still on, I was dumbfounded by her backlit flawless. It isn’t real meat, though. Most animals have been eradicated. This meat is artificial protein grown in a vat but to the citizens of Central City is all they have ever known.“I have Neu-Bacon, Tuscan Steak, and Roast Protosaur,” the augment hawks her wares. She is a living food dispenser and nothing more. DNA samples of various animals are used as the basis to create these meats – no one alive today remembers what the original meat tasted like.Some say the Dinosaur meat tastes exactly like. May we please?”“Can I trust you to be civil?”“Yes, Sir!” we replied.“Fine, but you must be in each others company the whole time.”“Sure!” we called as we took of for the restrooms.“Kim, let stop buy my locker on the way, I need to get something!” I grab my school bag quickly and we head off.We each grab a stall and soon it sounds like Niagara Falls with the two of pissing up a storm. I hear Kim snort in laughter next to me and I ask her what is so funny. “Okay, okay” she says, stifling her. It wasn't some sort of huge, black, studded thing you'd see in a cheap biker movie. More than once she blushed, as she caught herself thinking that it actually looked kind of nice. A slim brown strap without studs or stitching, it wasn't even lined, although the unfinished side didn't appear to be very rough. Just looking at the thing made her feel naked, in spite of the T-shirt and faded denim shorts she'd pulled on when Ed finished with her that morning. She knew it was more than just an.