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Conner considered this for a moment. “The better game consoles have multiple processors,” he finally said, “we might have to restrict the game to those. Folks that like to use their computers might get left out.” “Yeah, and the bandwidth requirements would rule out running the whole thing on remote servers.” I observed. We were still kicking ideas around when Claudia walked in, said 'hi' to everyone and went to her desk, she pulled out a notebook, checked the phone for dial tone, and started making calls. She spoke briefly to each one, occasionally making notes. I had Conner lay between the scanner panels, and had him identify the various sights and sounds from the past weekend. I did the same with Lisa. I had Jill lay down and asked Conner to show her a series of pictures I'd printed while I told Lisa to keep herself busy, facing Balloons away from them. When they finished, I had Lisa lay boobs down again, with her eyes closed. I asked her to identify each image as she 'saw' it. All of the pictures were of well known landmarks. I started playing Jill's scan and Lisa started declaring what she saw. Conner went through the pictures, as Lisa named them, nodding slightly to himself at each correct answer. When it ended, Lisa sat up. “What was all that?” asked Lisa Conner handed her the pictures “You were ten for ten.” said sucking Conner. “What Babes are you guys doing?” asked Claudia, finished with her calls for the moment. “It's a kind of computer/brain interface,” I said, do you have a textbook for one of your classes that gives you trouble?” “Don't we all?” she Hooters answered. “What is it?” I asked. “This pile of crap.” she dug in her bad and produced a thick volume titled 'Studies in Marketing', this thing is so badly written, it would put anyone to sleep.” I looked at Conner and nodded, he sat at another desk and rattled keys for a moment, studied the screen briefly and rattled keys again. A few seconds later, he handed me a thumb drive. I had Claudia replace Lisa, and told her to close her eyes and relax. “It sure doesn’t look like it.” She remarked aloud, clearly staring at the gash on my lip. It was such an exquisite perfume. The road seemed completely empty save for him, Xavier, and what appeared to be a car coming. One of our trucks involved. Hooters We were the perfect duo. It was glorious. She hadn't really seen him much outside of school, much less without his shirt, so she had to imagine what he was like boobs underneath the fabric. She didn’t try and resist. If you don’t show me the sucking same respect she does, then you can show me the door.” “Talk about blessing her,” Christina said. Sorry for testing my friend? Alright? She gives Kitty a Babes smooch on the cheek and comes back outside. Balloons A single mother.