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- “Such as?” Marcella replied, smiling at his almost human way of expressing himself. She repeated herself and Plato disappeared. After a long period of silence, she turned to her console monitor and said, “I’m going to wait you out this time, PLATO. I’m not going to say anything more until you tell me one thing that you would really like to see with your own sensors.” Plato reappeared leaning against her console. He looked embarrassed, and Marcella expected him to say something really nasty or kinky. naked-next-door-chick Instead he said quickly, “A dust devil.” Then he held up his hands like Richard would do when explaining things and said just as rapidly, “They are visual representations of organized chaos. The mathematics and physics behind these little puffs of dust are extraordinarily complex and very difficult to quantify. It gives them a beauty that is almost impossible to describe.” “Spoken like a true supernerd,” Marcella said with a laugh. Then she cocked her head and said softly, “I saw a dust devil once when I was camping out in Utah with my mom and dad. Actually, I saw several of them, but this one was huge. It swirled across the road in front of us. It was there and then it was gone.” She paused and added, “I wasn’t thinking about organized chaos, Plato, but it was still beautiful.” Plato vanished and PLATO said in her head, “The cleaning crews will be in early this morning, so you had best get dressed. But you’ve given me an idea.” “About our bucket lists?” she asked. “No,” he replied, “about possibly how to put off our date with the bucket.” The next night, shortly after the second shift workers had all left, PLATO said softly, “Marcy, I’ve got a surprise for you in the Growth Processing Room.” “I’ll bet you do,” she replied. Then she asked, “Does it have anything to do with Unicorns?” “Not exactly,” he replied, “but it was almost as hard to find.” Marcella had barely stepped into the growth room when the lighting dimmed and the walls changed color. She found herself saying, “Ewww” as she recognized the institutional green that reminded her of the hallways in her college dorm. Then a slightly raspy voice said, “Come on in, Marce, it’s open.” No one ever called her “Marce”... no one, that is, except Shelly. Shelly was a willow-thin redhead who lived down the hallway Big Ass Neighbor from Marcella her second year of college. Shelly called everyone by a shortened version of their name and expected everyone to call her “Shell.” With her winning smile and personality, somehow Shelly could get away with that when no one else could. That wasn’t the only thing she could get away with. Shell was very openly lesbian and made no attempt to conceal her attraction to other women. “If I ever make you uncomfortable,” she would say, “just tell me and I will back off... way off.” And she would. That didn’t mean that she didn’t often carefully “test the waters,” as she called it, with a new girl, but if the test proved negative, she reverted to just being a dorm mate. When Shell tested the waters with Marce, she wasn’t sure whether it was a yes or a no. Marce wasn’t totally sure either, so Shell said, “I don’t want either of us to misinterpret this so I’m going to leave everything up to you. I’m going back to my room and I will be there all evening. If you want to do some testing of the waters yourself just drop by. Young Neighbor Then you will find out more about me and we will both find out a lot more about you.” Marcella stayed in her own room that night and Shell treated her as a friend for the rest of their time in school together. But Marcella always wondered what Neighbor Watch that night might have been like had she found the courage to make that short walk down the hallway. Now, she was back in that dorm hallway standing right outside Shell’s slightly open door. How had PLATO found out? How had he fuck cute neighbor girl recreated the dorm? The number on the door was even right– 203. Marcella pushed the door open and stepped into the room. The only light in the room was from the bright streetlights shining in from outside. It gave a soft, almost romantic glow to the room. Shell was lying, covered up, on the bed as if she was ready to go to sleep. “You don’t leave anything to the imagination, do you?” she said as Marce entered the room. The feel of her tongue dancing around my thick shaft. I brought the first round and got pints for dad and me and rum and Big Ass Neighbor cokes for the girls. Julie stood quietly in the background and Pig shouted over his shoulder, “Beers and blowjobs slut, and make sure you are naked.” As her father, I have a right to know what she’s putting into her body.” Not even her brother’s cock was as long as the queen’s throbbing member. She started to get up but I pulled her back telling her, Before her family came home she changed into a thicker Neighbor Watch shirt so that her not wearing a bra wouldn’t be as obvious. She was pretty sure everything he’d need for the shoot was there. Enjoying the sensations Penny fuck cute neighbor girl moved up and down letting the cock slide in and out her soaking pussy. She disconnected as she had been instructed to just call and hang-up. “COME BACK HERE YOU SLUT!” I grab each nipple and pinch them as hard as I can. When she was finished, she stepped out of the shower and was handed a towel by one of the men. I'd hear her degrading herself from their bedroom to make him happy. This Young Neighbor was the closest either came to satisfying naked-next-door-chick their lust since they had returned from Vegas. Specific to making myself smell wonderful. He ran his tongue over her clit and she gasped.
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