If you tell them, then they will Hardcore think you are just trying to get out of seeing Melanie. Trust me on this. I worked for them and I know how they think. Melanie will be the one to suggest that you reschedule the trip for another time.” Dakota explains to me. I think about what she said to me. It makes perfect sense. I head back out petite to the TV room and dial Bob Jaxson. I tell him about Jill being rushed to the hospital. Having emergency surgery. Losing lots of blood. Falling into a comma. Bob hands skinny the phone to Melanie. I must tell her the whole story again. She says to stay home, take care of Jill and not to worry. We can do the east coast trip anytime. I thank amateur her and end the call. “You were right my darling.” I say to Dakota who joined me on the couch during the call. Dakota puts her arms around my neck and places her head on my chest. We just sit there for a long while like that. At some point, I had drifted off to sleep. I woke when I heard Dakota’s phone buzzing. She was getting a text from Dr. Ronda: No change on Jill. Still in coma, vital signs good. More later. Dakota shows me the text. I hug her. John and Diane are up but trying not to make any sound. They are quietly putting shoes and socks on heading to leave. I stop them. “Hey, where are you two going?” I say surprising them. “Oh, pov sorry. We didn’t know you were awake. They all knew that the Cliveastone race had perfected a type of cloning pov Hardcore procedure. Give me a minute to fix it, I promise to come amateur back. My skirt was also see-through. No matter the fucking the morticians may have given me, they at least cleaned skinny me up well. It was only when I had downed the first glass that I remembered that I was still naked. On an intellectual level, I could see that she was confused by about what amounted to a crush on me. It obviously didn't stack up with how she thought she should feel. A recharge that she had ensured he would be up to doing. First, I had to get her to accept incest in her own family. She watched as they all pulled out their cells petite and laid them on the desk. And, he tried so hard to put up with your... well, you. “Excuse me?” I was appalled!