For the third time, she pressed the "Lock in Place" button. The covers closed on her thighs and chest, and this time she watched carefully, noticing ...that the machine really did adjust itself to press against her crotch and boobs. The chest piece tightened around her, not enough to be constricting but enough to keep her from moving a lot. There was a spongy, cloth-like material on the inner face that molded itself around her.She glanced around as if in embarrassment; she was about to do. I was going to have to give it some serious thought. I could sit down with Myrna and see how she thought I should approach it. Then again, maybe that's why Sally never got too close to Sarah, because she saw her as a threat to my attention. Damn, it sucks to be me, I was thinking as a knock sounded on the door. This time it was Carver. When he came in and saw Kat crying, he was embarrassed."Sorry to disturb you, but Myrna asked me to tell you when you got a chance she wanted to talk to you. I don’t know which one of us was teasing the other. We’d behave like a husband and wife. The closeness increased every time we met. My vacation at Vatsal’s place was turning into a heavenly experience, better every day.Next day after our fuck Neelofar invited me to her place. It was her mom’s birthday. I reached there with Vatsal who was also invited by Nazma. Neelofar had got a lovely birthday cake. It was only the four of us and Neelofar’s grandma. She was quite old maybe in her late 70’s or. . to an extent. He’d only feed us before and after Nathanial would declare business to be ‘open’, but even then, we were fed like dogs. Raw chicken and stale bread would be thrown to us. I never really ate any, but that was to my advantage, since Nathanial was always telling me I was the sexiest and the horniest (even though I had actually never been sexually active back in my own world) and fed me richer foods to make me more, as you could say ‘appealing’, but even then, my ribs are clearly.