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“I n-need you to t-take a look at me, Jack,” she moaned, grinding herself against him as her internal components audibly surrendered to the virus’s demands with whirrs and clicks. “I’m a very expensive model, t-top of the line…” she pulled her sports bra over her pert breasts. “I shouldn’t be susceptible t-t-t-“ her desperate pleading stopped when he palmed one of her breasts, and with a whimper she collapsed into him, panting, her hands feebly gripping his shoulders. Placating her with a one-handed caress of her tits, he pulled his laptop free again, set it on a side-table, and drew out the diagnostic cable. After inserting it into Kimberly’s main data port at the top of her neck his screen flooded with reports showing her systems on the verge of redlining. He tried use her to gain access to the home security system and erase any compromising footage, but her systems were proving too unstable. “Kimberly, would you please erase today’s surveillance records and disable the monitoring system?” He asked, giving her an additional squeeze. “Admin access d-denied,” she panted, and he thought he saw a faint smile flicker across her lips. View past Author's of the Month. |
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