We were in a room across the hallway from the main lab, which was organized like a doctor's office. A double-sized hospital bed dominated the space, a...n array of test equipment nearby. Gabrielle was on all fours while I knelt behind her, slamming into her pussy over and again.Even with the near empty campus and the closed lab, I was still amazed no one had heard the screams yet. The room wasn't designed to be soundproof. So I kept fucking, and Gabrielle's screaming finally died down into a. We burnt incense. We tried to communicate with the spirits using a Ouija board. We held a séance. We even hired a priest to hold an exorcism. The holy water that he sprinkled on the walls would have been put to better use if he had sprinkled it on the fresh sod. Nothing worked. We finally decided that we had no choice but to accept things the way they were. Although the sounds could be unnerving, the pranks were more playful than harmful.We continued working and gradually finished the interior.. She decided that it would be exciting to go outside so that the neighbors could get a good look at her naked body and watch her finger her fuckhole.Without hesitating, she paraded out into the tiny backyard, swinging her hips and shaking her round ass for the benefit of anyone who might be looking. There were houses set close together on either side and an apartment building butted up against the rear, so lots of people could get a good close-up look at her naked teen body parts. The other. And ... and I would like you to ask me to Present myself to you before I do that.”Jared looked at the girl squarely as he put the last of his things into his briefcase then said, “I hope you know that what you are asking is skirting the bounds of BSC protocol just a little bit. The respected and EXPECTED way of doing things like this is to be ASKED to Present your body and to be ASKED by someone to give them relief should they think they need it. Well that’s according to everything I have been.