I am looking over the 'sketches' that Ms. Stevens did and am still amazed. I pull out a ruler, began to measure things and determine the drawings were... exactly to scale. This was going to make my job easier because we could bypass hiring an architect to make the drawings.My phone rings and interrupts my thoughts, I answer it and hear, "Bill, this is John. We need you to come to the building immediately."John was the foreman of the cleaning crew so I ask, "What's going on?"He says, "It's better. ”A sense of relief flooded through Carol as she heard Jim say that. “Now Pre-Drone go to the table there and lie down on it.”The entranced Jane replied, “Affirmative.”Carol was sickened to see her friend treated like this, but she was also fascinated to see what would happen, especially now she was not going to become a drone too. She felt guilty at her desire to see Jane converted. Poor Jane she had always been so caring so dedicated to the public good.Jim pressed a button and metal bands. He started to pull off my jeans and pants, I didn't stop him. I stepped out of them and then he started to wank me too. He seemed to know I was so close to cumming and he stopped. He asked if i would wear something for him. I said yes. He handed me some white school girl knickers. I put them on straight away, I loved the idea. ( I had for a while been wearing my mums knickers when I had opportunity).He was rubbing my bulge and the wet patch that was starting to form. He was sitting on the edge. Amy smiled at the sight of her children, because she loved how comfortable they felt around her and Nick, as they felt completely at ease stroking themselves, and not inhibited at all. In fact, she loved the way they would latch onto her breasts no matter who was around, simply happy to be enjoying some time with her. At the moment, all you could hear was the sound of her sons enjoying her milk, just as they had since the very first day they were born. Amy felt so happy and blessed in that.