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“Of course! I probably would've even if you hadn’t asked.” I giggle to myself afterwards. “Wonderful! Luckily for you there won’t be need for meticulous notes.” I start to inquire about how, but the Professor cuts me off “I’ll explain more once you’ve picked out your Pokemon. Come.” After inserting a PIN the door slides open and reveals the neatly organized room inside. Row after row of shelves full of Pokeballs fill the room. Each neatly lined and organized. Towards the right end of the room there is a large machine of some sort and mounted on the wall next to it is the largest computer monitor I’ve ever seen. I follow Fir in and look around in awe at the pristinely white and sterile room. It almost seems a bit much for the rooms purpose. busty After seeing my far away gawk at everything the Prof. prompts me to pick a ball. Let’s see what kind of Pokemon do I want? They all have so many positives! Maybe a fire type. I’d never have homemade to worry about being cold or not being able to cook meals. Then again water types can fizzle them out, and I could ride one of them across bodies of water. Plus I’d never have to worry about dehydration. At the same time Pokemon are more than just tools or weapons, they’re our friends and peers with every bit of as much personality, desires and needs. They deserve all the respect and care that I would give another person. After all if not for Pokemon we wouldn’t be anywhere near as well off as we are! “Thinking about it too much is the easiest way to pick the wrong Pokemon.”Fir chimes in. Sheesh I must really looked confused! “Just bigboobs follow your heart Liz. It’s sure to lead you to the right one. After all a good trainer knows that everything that counts is inside.” I take a moment to mull over her advice, then start to clear my mind. I stand and breathe. Slowly in through my nose and out through my mouth, until my mind is clear. Once it is I take one final deep breathe, close my eyes, and start walking parallel to the entrance to the rows until I feel I should stop. I open my eyes and see that I am indeed next to an opening. So far so good. I walk down the aisle, eyes closed, until I again feel I should stop. That's obvious." Chapter 7 After a couple of minutes soaping myself I heard Jenny shouting “And what do you bigboobs think you’re doing?” so I grabbed my towel and ran. As they came down, Alex released the rope, pushing her arms Tammy and I got dressed and had breakfast with Rhonda and I,Tammy thanked her over and over again.I sat there just listening to the two of them chatting away as if nothing happened,I am a lucky man I thought.Tammy left an hour later vowing she will see me again busty soon. There were a few people in there, mainly men, and they all looked at me when we walked in. I looked around and thought, Zoe shrugged, “I don’t know to be honest. Prestira smiled up at me, her curly black hair hanging in front of her face. “Yummy yummy,” she smiled. She was already trembling at his touch, this man who had taken and abused her. She will be down for dinner.” Already drained homemade of his first cum load, Baxter had amazing stamina. "What is this place? I worked on Saturday and he asked me to help with inventory that night. Ahhhh!!! It finally got to be about 9pm and we needed to get ready, we all cleaned up and got dressed and were ready to go.