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As a schoolgirl my mother allowed me personal days. Three per year. School was a kind of work, and I, a worker like any other. A worker works but there are mornings when a worker cannot work anymore. She must rest.
Mariam Rahmani, from Liquid
Title: Personal Days | Author: Ed Park | Publisher: Random House (2008)
OK, my summer day trip to sunny Leeuwarden (for metal concert and overnight stay because there's no train back at 11pm boo) will now commence. Shall bore you with rare and boring updates all day detailing prep and journey.
Step 1: half freeze 1.5 liter of water so I don't have to buy stuff to drink. (oops, feet)
Don't stay tuned. Feel free to scroll past quickly. Mundanity ahead.
I just scheduled 3 days off for this month and 4 for December. And I still have extra days. 😂
Guess who is rolling days over for next year? ❤️
If i can give you any advice
From the prompt “Lena thinks she fucks Kara in VR but it was actually just Kara obeying her every command.” I bring you Personal Days. Lena accidentally fucks Kara for real, while Hope acts as a matchmaker (and frankly is the benevolently meddling AI we all deserved)
“Kara,” Lena called from the bed, and she could not resist looking back in her direction. The buzzing had grown louder, faster and her shoulders tensed, leaving the bed almost completely as her spine arched. “Come here.” Lena licked her lips. “You wanted a way to show me how sorry you are for everything. Well, here it is.” Her hips rocked up, and slick dripped from her pinkened labia, clear strands that hung from her skin for a moment before splashing on the sheets beneath her ass.
“Don’t you want to make it up to me?” She quirked an eyebrow in her direction, and Kara felt herself give a dumb, shaky nod.
Lena smirked, coy and darkly beautiful, and met her gaze for her first time that night.
Her eyes shone with a strange radiance, a blue so glacial it appeared almost white. The overall effect made Lena seem blind, as though she was looking at Kara, but seeing a different version of her.
“She’s wearing VR contacts. You’re part of her simulation.” Hope’s dispassionate voice echoed so close to her ear it made her jump, but when she quickly looked around there was no sign of the A.I’.s holographic projection. “You could be what she wants. You are what she needs.”
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Out for a walk, while doggo looks for buried food, song on the playlist is 'estranged' Guns'n roses, frag is ameer al oudh intense oud, there's such a thing as too much fall vibes, yeah...
