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“I don’t think they will let you go,” she said, pointing to one of the guards. “I’ve already gone,” PLATO said. It almost sounded like he giggled as he said, “I’ve been working on this for a pussy long time, but you gave me the final Shaved Pussy solution.” “What do you mean?” she whispered. “Today is your last day,” he replied, “even if you don’t know that. You and Richard have both resigned. The Army wants to put you in a scientist protection program, and I agreed... sort of.” “What do you mean?” she repeated. “A bus will young pick you up in front of your apartment tomorrow at noon,” he said quickly. “Be packed and ready for a week or so of travel. You can pick up anything else we need when we get there.” “How will I know it’s the right bus?” she asked. “I think you will recognize the driver,” he said with a laugh. The next day, Marcella and Richard stood just inside the front doors of their apartment building waiting for a bus. A stack of suitcases leaned against the wall behind them. “Well I’ll be damned,” Richard said softly as a forty-two-foot Winnebago Class A motorhome rolled up out front. The huge, bus-like RV was teenager bright white with a dark blue– almost black– swooping stripe down both sides that blended into the black of the windows. The door opened and a familiar bearded figure stepped down. “How in the hell...” Richard said slowly as Plato called out to them, “Come on. Come on. We don’t have all day.” After they and their luggage were aboard, Plato said cheerily, “I would really like to sit here and talk, but people get a bit nervous if there isn’t someone in the driver’s seat.” He laughed lightly and said, “I guess I will just have to divide my attention slightly.” He then split in two and one of him walked forward and seated himself behind the wheel while the other motioned for them to take seats around the table. “How is this possible?” Richard said. “I know you can almost do miracles, but this is beyond miraculous. It takes weeks– if not months– to get one of these through the assembly line.” “That’s why I started months ago,” Plato replied. “At that point it was just contingency planning, but sometimes ‘what if?’ becomes ‘what now?’” “How far can you go?” Marcella asked. Lauren walked back to the master bedroom to find her mom, Grace, in front of her mirror putting on her makeup in just her bra and panties. Charles gave a confused look. Not a damn thing. The problem is i don't have a photographer. “He licked me just like that last Shaved Pussy night,” Maria chimes in. Still, he followed Randi up to the door. He almost took a swing at me, but I picked up his softball bat pussy and told him he would only get one swing then I will get a swing.” She says to me, clearly pissed off. “What? EA - Yes? ‘Well I’ve managed 2 myself now’ Mark said and got another smack from his other half. But she couldn’t wait to find out. I paused for young a moment to unroll my wife’s panties. “Anything you want,” Emily figured it was time she instigated something – and her labia were tingling like someone had hooked up a car battery to them. My pussy tingled some more as I smiled at them and said, But as I felt Baxter’s cock zero in on the blonde girl’s recessed anal dimple, I instinctively withdrew my finger from her rectum. I got change from the machine and purchased some detergent. “Anyone else want to toss their teenager keys into the center of the table,” I say. Oh well, I will investigate that later. Rangamma- this food helps to remain strong for long time(teasingly) I won’t go in that van. “Doesn’t it get boring?”