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Marcella again sat thinking for a long time and then finally said, “It looks like the only way to solve this is to get you a body.” “That didn’t work out so well for Doctor Frankenstein,” PLATO said glumly. Marcella started laughing. “I’m sorry, PLATO. I really am,” she said, wiping her eyes with her hands. “I shouldn’t be laughing, but I really didn’t expect you to be making a joke about this.” “I didn’t intend it as humor,” he replied tersely. “I was merely stating an historical fact, albeit a literary historical construct about a famous person who sought a body... or two or three.” “I’m sorry, PLATO,” she said, “but when you said it, it sounded so much like the way Richard uses humor in stressful times.” She paused and said, “You realize you are a great deal like him, don’t you?” “I am grown from Richard Mueller’s brain,” PLATO continued sternly. “I am very much like him in many ways. But the fact remains that Doctor Frankenstein’s quest resulted in a monster being set loose on the world and both he and his monster being destroyed. Thus, things did not work out well for Doctor Frankenstein.” “I wasn’t thinking of Doctor Frankenstein,” she replied with a smile. “I was thinking more along the lines of Doctor Mueller. You and he already share a great deal, even if he is currently unaware of that.” She smiled broadly at the monitor and said, “Maybe it’s time to let him in on a few secrets.” “What are you going to do?” PLATO said nervously. “Can’t you tell using your marvelous neural network?” she replied mischievously as she picked up the large, old-fashioned telephone from its cradle on the face of the console. “Richard is the staff scientist on call tonight,” she said quietly while she waited for the automated call to go through. Picking up the handset caused the system to automatically dial the on-call number. Whoever was on call carried a small flip-phone style cell phone. hentai “Yes?” Doctor Mueller said as he answered the phone. He sounded irritated. Marcella hadn’t thought of it before, but because PLATO always ran so smoothly, the only calls the flip-phone ever received were probably from telemarketers. “This is Marcella, Doctor Mueller,” she said softly. “What’s wrong!?” he almost yelled in response. “Nothing really,” she replied. “But... It's not important. As we approached lunch, I saw the delivery drivers from Jimmy John’s bringing in boxes of sandwiches and chips along with coolers of soda and water. Arleen watched Melody from the sitting room, she sat on Melody's new leather sofa and picked up the guitar, and strummed a hentai few chords, testing and tuning the strings, and began intricately picking and crooning Natasha's Beddingfield 'Unwritten' until she too fell asleep. She couldn’t defend herself against both of them and finally, dropping her hands to her sides she submitted with a loud sigh. Please, I need rest. The journey there was okay and the walk from the carpark was short, and dark. She gagged on the huge cock and he drove deeper holding her head against his balls with her hair until she about passed out from lack of air. “There's a recon base near the Compound but its not meant to be offensive in any way, just observation. Have either of you had any experience getting a girl off?” she asked. No sense eating alone.” she said with a big smile on her face. Kailey hung up. He took one look over the lip of the ship then vomited noisily into the water. But the physical exertion he expelled to overcome her limited strength was invigorating and stimulating. She envisioned her pussy and ass so flooded with cum that she would be leaking for a week. I unslung my 416 and went inside as they sped off, the inside of the ship was dimly lit so I turned on my helmet light. “The other day, Lord Ternias informed you that the Ten rejected Queen Alkandi’s claim.