"…Oh… My… God…"
I moaned gently, feeling the closeness of her face to mine, and pressed at my own crotch with urgent fingers.
I trailed a hand across Karen’s poised neck and shoulder as I walked around her. The back of her dress was open, the zip undone all the way down her toned white back revealing, at the base of her spine; just to one side, a small square of flesh hinged open. As I knelt to peer inside at the shiny steel panel set an inch into Karen’s back I could see a red switch labelled "POWER, 1/0", below it a blue one with "CONTROL: INT/EXT" and another: "RESET". At the bottom of the panel was a fibre optic data port, just like the high speed link on my laptop and a standard power socket. The LEDs by the switches were all dark.
BA - Holiday
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