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 She would be sleeping even more soundly, now.
 The hands began to unfold what had hot looked initially like a small thin hot sliver of bright silver metal shaped in an arc -- so hotnaked bright that even in the sparse light hot glinted across the curves of naked the object slowly hot taking shape.
 Contact hot pads were carefully fitted loosely between the framework and Maria's head at several points... five at the base of her neck, more continuing up and over the center of her head from hotnaked back to front. One side of hot the naked pads conformed to the silver harness, with the other side showing short, needle-like wires that would allow contact with hot the scalp despite the presence of thick, auburn naked hair.
 With an almost pneumatic hot hiss naked, the frame instantly contracted until it was tightly embracing Maria's deeply anesthetized head, pressing the contacts to her scalp naked hard enough to dimple her skin.
 It was nine in the morning.
 "Andrea hot, meet Maria Sizen, on the right, and about Dana Jarret."
 "I have their senses and motor functions under my about control. Next, I want their emotions."
 "Eclipsing the sun," responded hot Dana, her eyes widening hot and staring blankly forward.
 "Good girl. Return to your hotnaked bedroom. It naked's time to train."
 Thelma picked up the phone, already smiling. "Hi naked sweetie... this is hot an hotnaked unexpected pleasure."
 "Don't 'honey' me, Mom. It's just not where my head is at. I don't need... or hot want... a boyfriend."
 "... and that's already handled, Mother hotnaked. I naked resigned yesterday morning hotnaked to accept a position with the Johannsen Research Group."
 "And try to find hot Phil Cameron. You know, Sylvia's hot boyfriend. In the meantime, I'm going hotnaked out to... Johannsen... umm..."
 "Make it . Tomorrow hot morning naked. Ten o'clock."
 Phil had provided no insights. He quite hot plainly had been devastated, and Thelma found that she just didn't have words to hot say. He was hot as confused as she was, and after a naked halting, uncomfortable hot and apologetic hot conversation, she had hung up the phone with even more questions than before.
 'Charming and incredibly frank,' she thought hot, once the initial hot embarrassment had passed. "Well hotnaked, yes hotnaked, actually, that fact did pique my interest. I do have hot a certain... maternal concern. May I ask exactly what your about company does, Ms. Johannsen?"
 "So far, we have kept our ventures in the private sector. But, as you may have guessed by my continued pursuit of this hotnaked meeting, we are very interested in moving into hot the hot public arena naked. We hot have been recruiting the best minds hotnaked available, your daughter's included hotnaked, to give our company leverage in hotnaked new and exciting fields of hot endeavor.
 "I can assure hotnaked you, your daughter's future is in good hotnaked hands. And so is the future of the state, if I have the good naked fortune of assisting you hot."
 "As you desire hot, Andrea," replied Tim, beaming with hot Andrea's about praise as he left the office, quietly closing the double doors behind him.
 Unfolding hotnaked it, she continued , "This is called a Trainer. You're simply going hot to love about having one. Sylvia certainly loves hers. It works on a slightly different principle than the mind-lock. I'd explain, but I don't really have the time. And neither naked do you naked. Besides, you wouldn't remember it anyway.
 "It's Andrea. Andrea hot Johannsen. Are you okay?"
 "By the way, I have to tell you... I hot'm really rather naked touched that you've admitted you still love me, even with all we've been through."
 "So... ummm... true."
 Thelma's lower lip started to tremble as her heart ached in shame.
 'On the other hand,' thought Andrea as she sighed in pleasure, 'another lover isn't ever a bad idea ...'
 "Always hot, slut-boy..." replied Andrea, as she turned and walked out the door.
 Veronica hotnaked watched the young woman through hot the control room window with great interest. There naked was a delicious hint of fear in the girl's defiant eyes, and Veronica couldn't help but savor it for a few moments longer.
 The wide, black rubber straps that held the girl in place did not diminish her hot natural beauty. Thick, raven naked-black hair fell backwards over the headrest, showing her olive complexion and dark brown eyes naked. She could almost have been of Arabic descent, but the fire in her eyes was the fire of Spanish ancestry.
 "Ramona."
 Veronica pressed another button and hot watched as the round, flattened cylinder of the Infusor hot above Ramona's head began to descend. Half naked way down , two red laser-dots appeared on her hot face, and began to move, scanning slowly hotnaked until hot they centered on the rapt woman's pupils.
 The cylinder adjusted slightly from side to side as it descended, finally resting two inches hot above Ramona's head. From beside each laser, a tiny hot wire filament descended and pressed into the outside corner of each hot eye, stopping when five about inches had been inserted naked. There was the sound of a light snick as the wire was snapped off inside Ramon's head and the excess inch was pulled back out.
 "Yes, you did ."
 Veronica turned to the computer keyboard beside her hot, typed "seg3 hot" and hit the enter key.
 "Watch the screen, Ramona."
 Veronica watched as the intravenous hotnaked tubes began injecting a hotnaked series of drugs into Ramona hotnaked's body hotnaked. Some were local stimulants, some, psycho hot-active agents that would increase her emotional response, and some had a slightly hallucinogenic effect, which would naked bring the coming images to life.
 Ramona gasped as she was faced with a picture of her mother. She felt naked the onslaught of hot the realization that she was helpless. She longed naked desperately for the solace that only her mother could offer hotnaked. She felt naked a hot deep ache to have Mother close by hot so hot that she hotnaked could tell her daughter everything hot would be all right. Quietly , she felt tears come to her eyes as her heart begged to touch the woman who had hot brought her into the world.
 Veronica watched the computer hot monitor with interest as it recorded every neural pathway that was stimulated by the vision. It was hard to hot believe that the numbers flying hot by on the screen were a representation of what Ramona felt, but naked she knew it was so.
 Veronica smiled as she watched hot the information flow into hot the computer for processing. The tone had been set, and now, all there was hot to do was wait hot for the hotnaked cycle to end. She picked up the phone, and dialed an extension .
 Veronica hot sent another hot signal, increasing the output by a factor of three. "I don't know , Ramona. You 're the one who said you knew. So hot who is she?"
 She brought up the next hot slide, a picture of Robert hot Morgan, Ramona's hot fiance.
 "Do you know who this is?"
 "He's my ... my... fiance. Yes. My fiance, Robert.
 She increased the signal by a factor of ten. "Go on," she prompted.
 "And this is?" Veronica brought up the picture of Ramona's mother again.
 "The waste of bitchflesh I'm hot going to kill hot," answered Ramona , with no external stimulation at all.
 "Oh, God, I know hot this... Andrea... ummmm Johannsen. Is that hot right? Please tell me I'm right. I don't want to hurt again for being wrong." Ramona was starting to whimper hot.
 "Yes. You hot're naked right, Ramona. And exactly naked how do you feel about her?" Veronica placed her hand on a large hotnaked dial, turning it up slowly as Ramona spoke hot..
 "More hotnaked than anything in the world," answered the Governor, her smile betraying the honor she about felt at serving the woman who hotnaked was the center of her universe.
 The Governor had never known such a sense hotnaked of purpose, in fact. Every moment... every chance to please Andrea filled Thelma's mind naked with an incredible, pure light...
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