12 One last pleasure before departure. +18
Is this word, opportunity, really the most appropriate one for this proposal in the form of an order?
Jane may not know much about the Hanumans and their treatment in the army, but she knows that they are no better regarded than cattle. Yet while she is well aware of the danger and risks of joining such a private military camp, which may not be very different from those of the state, she also knows that alone, she will be hunted down and probably eliminated.
If she were to run away today, there is no doubt that this father devoid of all human feelings would warn his friends in the government and the army, out of revenge.
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With her incipient abilities, and considering that she is unable to move around without causing malfunction on the personal assistants and other technological objects that are everywhere in the heart of the cities of that time, she will never be able to take a step without being noticed.
Also taking into account that, apart from this neighborhood, she knows only the main roads of this city and does not know how to live alone in this world, it would be a mistake to venture out alone too soon.
Jane's goal has not changed. Naively, she wants to become a hero who fights on behalf of all those who are rejected by this elitist society, but for the moment, aware of her powerlessness, sitting on the grass with a childish pout on her face, she grunts incomprehensible words.
In order to soothe her bitter heart, Jane tries to pluck blades of this overly green grass. She pulls so hard that her long, thin fingers begin to blush and become painful, but the result is not there. The synthetic grass is particularly resistant and Jane expresses her anger by hitting the ground, which is covered with a thin layer of a kind of neoprene that is resistant to the elements.
Her large blue eyes, directed towards the slightly cloudy sky, are full of confusion and doubt. Like this sky, which is one of the only things in this world, which man has neither stained nor transformed according to her desires, her body and soul are still exempts of all impurity, but...
"But if I join those specialists in physical conditioning and brainwashing, would I be able to stay the one I am?"
The more she thinks about the order of the one who in the past was the father of this body envelope, the more her body relaxes. These fears are not small, but the desire to become more powerful to stand up to the oppressor eventually prevails.
After weighing the pros and cons, again and again, it is with a face full of confidence that Jane stands up on her long legs.
Jane looks at her neglected appearance, puts her hand on her tee-shirt and comes to the conclusion that if she has to go to this training camp, then so be it. However, wear dirty and dressed in wrinkled and sweaty clothes is something she can't consider.
When she returns to this house in the past so alive, Jane fears she will meet a ghost so much the current atmosphere is icy. However, she know where the seven domestic servants are hiding.
The negative thoughts of these fearful people who have locked themselves in the laundry, reach her, but Jane doesn't pay much attention to them and she goes to her room, where she extracts two huge suitcases from her huge dressing room.
Short skirts, little dresses too sexy for her age, tight T-shirts, flared blouse, the new Jane is just like the little girl: She fears the heat and she particularly appreciates clothes that enhance her beautiful figure.
Some underwear joins the rest of the clothes carelessly placed in the suitcases, then Jane selects a red miniskirt matching a black sleeveless blouse before going to the bathroom.
11:55am
Jane is very tall for her age, yet in the huge marble bathtub whose water is covered with a thick layer of pink bubbles, her body looks insignificant.
Her long, scattered blond hair that floats and moves at the discretion of her movements makes the beautiful young girl's sight particularly charming.
The bath water is at the ideal temperature, neither too hot nor too cold, but in spite of this, her little face is so red that it almost seems purple.
Jane, who runs her tongue over her lips, cannot understand the reason for this, but in the last few days her fingers have been acting on their own, without even considering her consent.
Her delicate little open mouth searches for air among the steam that has spread throughout her bathroom. Her increasingly rapid breathing becomes difficult and uneven.
She utters another little scream, forcing her right hand which became expert through practice, to stop caressing her small nipple, which has become extremely hard.
Her other hand, hidden by the pink foam, runs faster and faster between her legs. Driven mad by the pleasure of her index and middle fingers, which are constantly sinking in and out of her vagina that convulses with pleasure and tightens on her fingers, Jane's lustful eyes become slightly moist, until a small tear escapes her.
Jane feels a kind of hot shiver running through her body and when at the peak of pleasure, her mind tries to escape her, all the lamps in the house burst, as if to congratulate her on reaching orgasm.
After this solitary act, gratified by a pleasure never before attained, to the sound of the fear-filled screams of the servants, Jane, who no longer possesses any strength in her body, collapses in her bath.
01:05pm
When her eyes open again, in addition to her shivering body and erect nipples that testify it's high time to get out of this freezing water, the stiffness of her limbs is the most symptomatic point of a numb body, who pushes Jane to escape quickly from this frozen water.
Very quickly, to warm her body shivering with cold, she wraps herself in a large warm towel. She is so cold. Her teeth clatter and she's about to grab her hairdryer, when a thought from someone very close by, not belonging to a servant, forces her to stop her movement.
[I suppose the hypodermic rifle won't be any use against a newly awakened Poltergeist.]
Jane may not know much about the Hanumans and their treatment in the army, but she knows that they are no better regarded than cattle. Yet while she is well aware of the danger and risks of joining such a private military camp, which may not be very different from those of the state, she also knows that alone, she will be hunted down and probably eliminated.
If she were to run away today, there is no doubt that this father devoid of all human feelings would warn his friends in the government and the army, out of revenge.
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With her incipient abilities, and considering that she is unable to move around without causing malfunction on the personal assistants and other technological objects that are everywhere in the heart of the cities of that time, she will never be able to take a step without being noticed.
Also taking into account that, apart from this neighborhood, she knows only the main roads of this city and does not know how to live alone in this world, it would be a mistake to venture out alone too soon.
Jane's goal has not changed. Naively, she wants to become a hero who fights on behalf of all those who are rejected by this elitist society, but for the moment, aware of her powerlessness, sitting on the grass with a childish pout on her face, she grunts incomprehensible words.
In order to soothe her bitter heart, Jane tries to pluck blades of this overly green grass. She pulls so hard that her long, thin fingers begin to blush and become painful, but the result is not there. The synthetic grass is particularly resistant and Jane expresses her anger by hitting the ground, which is covered with a thin layer of a kind of neoprene that is resistant to the elements.
Her large blue eyes, directed towards the slightly cloudy sky, are full of confusion and doubt. Like this sky, which is one of the only things in this world, which man has neither stained nor transformed according to her desires, her body and soul are still exempts of all impurity, but...
"But if I join those specialists in physical conditioning and brainwashing, would I be able to stay the one I am?"
The more she thinks about the order of the one who in the past was the father of this body envelope, the more her body relaxes. These fears are not small, but the desire to become more powerful to stand up to the oppressor eventually prevails.
After weighing the pros and cons, again and again, it is with a face full of confidence that Jane stands up on her long legs.
Jane looks at her neglected appearance, puts her hand on her tee-shirt and comes to the conclusion that if she has to go to this training camp, then so be it. However, wear dirty and dressed in wrinkled and sweaty clothes is something she can't consider.
When she returns to this house in the past so alive, Jane fears she will meet a ghost so much the current atmosphere is icy. However, she know where the seven domestic servants are hiding.
The negative thoughts of these fearful people who have locked themselves in the laundry, reach her, but Jane doesn't pay much attention to them and she goes to her room, where she extracts two huge suitcases from her huge dressing room.
Short skirts, little dresses too sexy for her age, tight T-shirts, flared blouse, the new Jane is just like the little girl: She fears the heat and she particularly appreciates clothes that enhance her beautiful figure.
Some underwear joins the rest of the clothes carelessly placed in the suitcases, then Jane selects a red miniskirt matching a black sleeveless blouse before going to the bathroom.
11:55am
Jane is very tall for her age, yet in the huge marble bathtub whose water is covered with a thick layer of pink bubbles, her body looks insignificant.
Her long, scattered blond hair that floats and moves at the discretion of her movements makes the beautiful young girl's sight particularly charming.
The bath water is at the ideal temperature, neither too hot nor too cold, but in spite of this, her little face is so red that it almost seems purple.
Jane, who runs her tongue over her lips, cannot understand the reason for this, but in the last few days her fingers have been acting on their own, without even considering her consent.
Her delicate little open mouth searches for air among the steam that has spread throughout her bathroom. Her increasingly rapid breathing becomes difficult and uneven.
She utters another little scream, forcing her right hand which became expert through practice, to stop caressing her small nipple, which has become extremely hard.
Her other hand, hidden by the pink foam, runs faster and faster between her legs. Driven mad by the pleasure of her index and middle fingers, which are constantly sinking in and out of her vagina that convulses with pleasure and tightens on her fingers, Jane's lustful eyes become slightly moist, until a small tear escapes her.
Jane feels a kind of hot shiver running through her body and when at the peak of pleasure, her mind tries to escape her, all the lamps in the house burst, as if to congratulate her on reaching orgasm.
After this solitary act, gratified by a pleasure never before attained, to the sound of the fear-filled screams of the servants, Jane, who no longer possesses any strength in her body, collapses in her bath.
01:05pm
When her eyes open again, in addition to her shivering body and erect nipples that testify it's high time to get out of this freezing water, the stiffness of her limbs is the most symptomatic point of a numb body, who pushes Jane to escape quickly from this frozen water.
Very quickly, to warm her body shivering with cold, she wraps herself in a large warm towel. She is so cold. Her teeth clatter and she's about to grab her hairdryer, when a thought from someone very close by, not belonging to a servant, forces her to stop her movement.
[I suppose the hypodermic rifle won't be any use against a newly awakened Poltergeist.]
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