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MAU: The Adventures of Lisa and Jeri Chapter 8 Jeri slowly became conscious with a headache and felt dizzy. She also realized she had to pee. She tried to stir to make herself more comfortable. As soon as she moved her arms to bring them down by her side they were jerked up tight. Suddenly she was fully alert as she realized she was in an unfamiliar room that looked somewhat like a hotel room. Her hands were secured somehow above her head. Her arms were asleep. The room was dark and she was naked lying on top of a single sized mattress with only a fitted bed sheet over it. She began to struggle and try to determine what had happened to her. Her wrists were handcuffed to a metal bed frame. They were spread slightly so she was forced to lay on her back. Her legs were free but owing to the position of her hands she could not maneuver to get any purchase from them. She tried to lift her head up to see if there was some catch or other means to release the handcuffs from her wrists. Jeri had just started to struggle when the door to her room burst open. In walked a large man that appeared to be fit and trim. His dark hair was longish and wavy. Gold bracelets wrapped his wrists and large diamond and emerald encrusted gold rings covered his fingers. He wore a pair of black linen slacks and a white cotton tank Tee shirt. Gold chains hung around his neck. Behind him were two large men apparently dragging something between them. They were both tall and muscular. They both had guns too. The first man stepped aside so the other two could bring forward what they were dragging. Who they were dragging was Claudia. They held an arm and her head rolled drunkenly on her shoulders. One eye was swollen shut. Her lip was split and crusted blood trailed down her chin. Bruises covered her ribs and stomach overlain by welts. Blood welled up in some of the welts. She was also naked. "Well Red, it's good to see you're awake," the man said, "I hope you're worth what you've cost me. It's going to take a long time for me to recover my losses from you." The man came over to the bed. He looked down at Jeri. She tried to curl up into a ball and twisted onto her side facing them so she wasn't spread out for the men to see everything. "Let's see what you've got!" the man said. Jeri curled up even more. "Let me go. I don't know what you think you're doing but if you don't let me go, you're going to regret it," Jeri said. The man leaned back and laughed evilly. He looked down at her when he finished catching his breath. "Who is going to stop me? You? I think not. You are mine to do with as I please. Now spread out!" he said. As he spoke the last he lashed out with a belt he had hidden behind his back. Jeri had expected something like that. She lifted her leg and intercepted the belt. It wrapped around her leg and she tugged it pulling the man over towards her. She lashed out with her other foot to the man's balls and he folded over. She brought her knee with the belt up to catch the man in the jaw. His teeth crashed together and he groaned. Jeri now wrapped the leg she first kicked him with behind his head. She locked her legs together and held the man in a headlock. The guards, who were too surprised to move before now, dropped Claudia to the ground and grabbed for their pistols in their shoulder holsters. "Stop or I'll snap his neck like a toothpick!" Jeri shouted. "What are you waiting for!" the man shouted, "Whack this chick!" Jeri twisted her legs a little and the man cried out in pain. The guards froze unable to decide what to do. "You idiots! Forget it! I'll take care of her myself," the man said maneuvering to block Jeri's death grip on his head. Suddenly, the lights went out in the room. It was totally black with only after images of light playing in everyone's eyes. Then there were two explosions simultaneously. The door into the room fell inward and knocked the guards to the ground. A section of the wall next to Jeri fell in. A portion pinned and trapped the man to the bed. Then a half dozen laser sight dots appeared on each of the men. The beams formed an intricate web through the dust hanging in the air from the destruction of the door and wall. Multiple electric whines could be heard and a dozen of Lisa's drones rolled into the room. Each one pointed a stubby pencil sized barrel at the men. Lisa's hologram appeared in the wall opening dressed in provocative combat fatigues. A gesture from her and a laser flashed at Jeri's cuffs. They parted and Jeri pulled her hands down and alternately rubbed each wrist. "Let's go JK," Lisa said, The FBI, ATF, and DEA will be here momentarily for this slime ball." Jeri rolled over on the opposite side of the bed from the man that had tried to beat her with a belt. She then went over to check on Claudia. The woman lay moaning on the ground. As Jeri moved two large drum moving robots entered the room. The first lifted the door to the side with one manipulator. Then grabbed both dazed guards with another. The guards were then cocooned in baling wire. Only their heads and necks were unrestrained. The other robot peeled the portion of the wall back under which the man was trapped. The drum manipulator arm completely encased the man's torso and lifted him from the ground. The man began to yell, "Let go of me! I'll have you melted down." The robot ignored the man as it swiveled and rolled over to a piece of undamaged wall near the door. It held the man there while another arm punched a neat hole through the wall and fixed a wire across his wrist. It proceeded to lace the steel baling wire through the wall and across the man's limbs. In less than two minutes the man looked like a doll attached to its cardboard packaging. He was laced to the wall so that his feet were a foot off the floor. His head was just below the ceiling. "When I find you, you're going to regret..." the man said. Lisa interrupted him with a laser flash just below the man's crotch. The smell of burned paint added to the scent of ozone and destruction. "Torque, If you come within two miles of me or my sister they will not find as much of you as the spot on the wall below you're crotch. However I will take a long time rendering you down to that spot and you will wish I was as crude about it as you were with Claudia. Each millisecond will seem an eternity," Lisa said. Her eyes glowed a malevolent purple. Even Jeri got chills watching the tableau. "Let's go JK!" Lisa said, "Here's your things." A robot entered with a bundle containing her duster, clothes and other things. "Take me with you, please," Claudia barely groaned. "We've got to help her," Jeri said. "Help her!" Lisa exploded incredulously. "This girl drugged you with Rohypnol and tried to trade you for her freedom. She deserves whatever she gets." "She was just trying to save her own life," Jeri replied. She started trying to get Claudia up. Lisa huffed, "At the expense of yours." "She knows Trisha Anne. She knows what happened to her," Jeri said looking at Lisa. One of the big robots moved over and gently lifted and cradled Claudia. Jeri threw on her duster to cover her nudity. She carried her other things and followed Lisa and the robot carrying Claudia out through the hole in the wall. They actually went through several walls to get to an exterior wall. A delivery truck was parked below them in the alley behind the strip club. The roof was peeled back and the small robots rolled down a ramp and dropped into the floor of the truck. A drum robot gently lowered Lisa and Jeri into the truck. Then the two drum robots alternated lifting each other down being especially careful carrying Claudia. "She needs medical help," Lisa said, indicating Claudia. "Fine we'll get it for her," Jeri said crossly. She didn't understand why Lisa was being so uncompassionate. The truck lurched into motion. It jerked and weaved sporadically. Jeri looked into the front cab to see who was driving. A team of small robots were operating the controls. She gasped at the Rube Goldberg collection of operators. "Do you want me to drive?" Jeri asked. "It might be best," Lisa said sheepishly. Jeri's driving was not significantly better than the robots but she did have a better grasp of how it was done and the rules of the road thanks in part to Tim's teaching. Jeri and Lisa got home early in the morning. It was Wednesday morning. It had come as quite a shock to Jeri to find out she had been unconscious for almost twenty-four hours. The hospital confirmed she had been drugged. They also confirmed Claudia's need for medical care. The police had been called in. Reports were given. At first one of the detectives acted as if Claudia's and Jeri's stories were false. He accused them of criminal destruction of property on a law-abiding citizen. Then the DEA, ATF, and FBI showed up. The detective was taken away for questioning. The other police detective stayed and listened while the officers in the other agencies asked their questions. The end result was Jeri was considered a victim and witness to a kidnapping and slavery ring. Claudia was a witness also. In return for her testimony she would be granted immunity from prosecution in connection with the kidnapping of Jeri. No one ever mentioned Lisa. Late in the afternoon Jeri lay on her sofa in a pair of shorts and a tank top. The cold of the weekend had given way to Indian summer warmth that flooded the room. Her bare feet were stretched out below the glass coffee table. She munched on celery and apple slices finishing her lunch as she watched an episode of Kim Possible on TV. It was the first time since the Change. Kim of course saved the day and Drakken got away, plotting new evil deeds. She enjoyed watching Ron and Rufus and how Kim showed up Bonnie. Even Doctor Drakken was cute in his own way. The relationship of Kim with her mom made Jeri wistful. Suddenly she was crying she missed her mom. Jeri turned off the TV and wiped tears from her eyes. Somehow she was seeing Kim for the shallow moralistic Saturday cartoon it was. It didn't stop her from wishing real life could be like that. Jeri also realized then that her way of looking at the world had shifted. Was it because she was a girl now? Was it because her body was that of an adult? Sometimes she wished she'd never seen that silver box. How could she have ever thought it would be so cool to play with it? Jeri went downstairs into the plant. She found Lisa immersed in a nest of computer equipment. Data scrolled across screens. In the background Jeri could here the sound of machines working. "I just wanted to say thanks," Jeri said without preamble. "For what?" Lisa said. A long list appeared in her mind of where such an expression might apply. She didn't know to which one Jeri was referring. "For rescuing me," Jeri replied. She trailed a finger across the case of a CRT monitor. "Again." "Not hardly," Lisa replied, "I may have helped speed things along but it seemed you had everything under control. After all you had a man with his head between your legs and the others doing your bidding." Jeri barked a laugh at Lisa's spin on the situation, "Yeah, I was handcuffed, naked, and those men were reaching for their guns. If you hadn't shown up I'd probably be dead." Lisa didn't say anything. "Claudia said he could make you wish you were dead. I don't know. If you're dead nothing can be made better or worse. There can be no hope because nothing can change. It's 'Game Over'," Jeri said. "Well Jeri, we've certainly got hope for the future," Lisa said. "I wonder if Trisha Anne does," Jeri said. "Who's Trisha Anne?" Lisa asked. It was the second time she'd heard the name and it meant nothing to her. "Tim's daughter. She became missing three years ago. Claudia apparently saw what happened to Trisha Anne. It scared her a lot. It still makes her tremble," Jeri replied. As Jeri finished speaking Lisa performed a scan of all of Torque's records. Lisa had made a copy of all the electronic data she was able to access when she went to rescue Jeri. That same data had been transmitted to the appropriate law enforcement agencies. It was the primary reason that federal agents and not local law were processing the investigation and arrest of Torque. Several locals were under investigation also. Lisa spoke, "Trisha Anne was sold to a local tribal leader near the border of what was Burma, now called Myanmar, and India. He's a semi regular business associate of Torque's." "Is she still there?" Jeri asked. "I don't know," Lisa said, "Torque's records of her end with her sale and transfer of ownership. I've begun a search elsewhere but it may take a while." Jeri sat quietly watching Lisa. It was weird watching her because she sat unmoving like a lawnmower in a garage. No sound emanated from her. She didn't touch any of the computer systems surrounding her. The monitors scrolled through data. In the background the whine and pings of the drones could be heard as they moved and fastened pieces into place. Jeri realized that Lisa was directing all of this work. It was a bit spooky. "How did you know I was in trouble?" Jeri asked. "Someone else tried to use your kimmunicator. It sent an alarm to me. I started following up and found a web cam shot of you bound to the bed you were in. I also discovered a lot about what kind of business Torque really did," Lisa replied. "But how did you find me?" Jeri asked. "A combination really. You're kimmunicator has a built in GPS tracking circuit so that gave me a start. The web cam gave me a business name. City tax records provided a location to search. Torque's surveillance cameras, and x-ray and thermal imaging with a parabolic mike gave me the specific room," Lisa said. "It sounds like a lot of work," Jeri said. "It was as easy as breathing for you. The hard part was getting a tactical force programmed for the mission then getting transportation together for us. That was an obstacle I'd never anticipated. I'm taking care of that for future contingencies," Lisa said, "Everything did occur within mission performance parameters." "Well I would prefer for me to not be the mission objective in any future missions," Jeri said. "I can agree with that," Lisa said, "Shall we shake on it?" Lisa extended a manipulator overlaid by her hologram image. The two girls touched hands. The next two days were almost routine. Jeri got up did her katas, had breakfast and went down to the office. She processed more invoices and directed more deliveries. In the afternoon she had her driving lesson with Tim. The feel of a regular routine was comforting. Jeri decided that she wanted to go grocery shopping Saturday morning. She started it like the other mornings. Only she spent a portion of the morning doing some cleaning and started her laundry washing. About ten o' clock she was down talking to Lisa in her nest of equipment again. "Is there anything you want or need me to get?" Jeri asked. "No, don't you want me to just order everything you need and have it delivered here?" Lisa asked. "No. I thought you wanted me to get out and meet people? I like getting out and shopping gives me a reason," Jeri said. "Well, I didn't want you to think you have to go. Are you going to go out tonight?" Lisa asked. "I don't think so. I think I want another quiet night," Jeri replied, "Why? Do you want me to be gone?" "No. I just wanted to know your plans," Lisa answered. Upstairs Jeri threw on her duster and grabbed her purse/backpack. It was the one she had from the day she and Lisa entered the box. She slung it over one shoulder and strode out looking forward to some shopping. Entering the grocery store Jeri was digging through her pack looking for her wallet and a couple of coupons she had found. Somehow clipping coupons had been something she'd inherited from her Mom. It didn't seem right not to have them even though she knew, thanks to Lisa, that she didn't need them. Jeri stumbled into an empty grocery cart nearly losing her balance. "Freeze Bitch!" a voice said. Jeri jerked her eyes up at the raw anger tinged voice. Her eyes widened as she saw the business end of a large shotgun pointed at her and a tall dark skinned ski masked man pointing it at her. Jeri didn't think. She shoved the cart at the man and dove at the railing separating the exit from the rest of the store. She did a handstand over it and heard the explosion of the gun as the cart collided with the masked man. Pellets seemed to bounce everywhere but none seemed to have touched her. Still moving Jeri did a tuck flip landed on her feet on the other side of the magazine racks and raced down a food aisle. It was one of those superstores. It seemed forever before she got to a corner and turned and ran down another aisle. She did this several times before she stopped at the end of an aisle, heart racing and gasping for breath. She didn't hear anyone chasing her. She peaked around a corner. No one was following. She moved across several more aisles cautiously and listening as she went. She saw nothing. When she saw her reflection in a frozen foods glass case, her heart did a trip hammer beat. After that she checked for reflections repeatedly, even behind herself. That was how she spotted the first of the robbers. There was one on her side of the registers now. Carefully sneaking from end to end she was able to see all the robbers inside the front of the store. Two were at each of the two entrances with two more inside the bank branch. Jeri sat at the end of the aisle breathing fast. What was she going to do? How could she stop or slow down the robbers until the police arrived? Where was everyone that should be in the store? Were they in danger? Since it appeared that the robbers were only interested in the branch safe she went back into the stockroom portion of the store. This area was as vacant as the rest of the store. It was beginning to weird her out to see a place normally so busy now empty and hollow. Each little click and hum was making her jumpy. The thumping she heard sounded at first like her heart. Then Jeri realized her heart was beating more regularly than the sound. She followed it back to a door. Plastered against a window in the door was a store employee. His lips were blue. She could see many more people with him. It was too cliche but it appeared everyone was locked in the meat locker. A broom handle wedged in the door handle kept anyone from unlocking the door. Jeri quickly unlocked the door and let everyone out. She had to help some of them out of the locker. An employee asked, "Are the robbers still here?" "Yeah, they're up front," Jeri replied. "We've got to stop them!" the man said. His tag said Rob, Asst. Manager. Rob appeared to be old to Jeri. He was at least thirty. But then again he wasn't that old. "Let me see what I can do. Your customers need help getting out of here and to safety," Jeri replied. "See if you can get a hold of the police and get some help here." "I'll have to go somewhere else. They cut the phone lines and took all of the cell phones," Rob said. Jeri acknowledged his comment with a nod. At the same time she was distracted by his black hair and thin mustache. It made him look a little like Antonio Banderas in Zorro and even as a guy she'd always thought he looked cool. Rob began leading the people out the back door. He used his key to keep the alarm quiet and not alert the robbers that something was happening in the back. Jeri went back out to the store trying to think what might slow or stop the robbers. As she moved cautiously forward she found herself walking past the pool chemicals. She remembered something her chemistry teacher said about pool chlorine being an oxidizer; it caused things to burn even without oxygen. That sparked an idea. Several minutes later Jeri had a group of baggies with a gelatinous mixture in them. It was separated by a fold in the plastic from a white dry powder. She crept towards the end of an aisle near the fruit section on the end of the store. Using the glass reflection to get her bearings she began flinging them at the guards by the entrance and the one by the registers. Two of the bags hit the guard by the registers. They stuck to him spreading over him and then burst into flame. He began screaming and running towards the entrance trying to fan the flames out which only made it worse. Bags also hit one of the guards by the entrance the others missed and struck the floor and a wall. They also burst into flames. Smoke began billowing up and in moments the sprinklers in the building came on. Although it made things easier on the guards on fire by washing and diluting the flaming mixture it turned everything into a sopping slick mess. It also caused the alarms in the store to go off making a lot of noise. It meant the robbers were less likely to hear her. The water on the floor gave her another idea and she raced back towards the store room. Jeri had no idea why the robbers didn't start blasting the Hummer RC car as it raced from the end the aisle down across the wine section, under the bars and straight to where they were standing. It was trailing an extension card that had the insulation peeled back from bare wires for a distance of six inches. As soon as the vehicle stopped the wires made firm contact with the water and the lights flickered and went out. The last two guards by the entrance went rigid and trembled then they collapsed in the water unconscious from the 220 volt shock they received. The only remaining robbers who were standing were inside the bank branch. Jeri spied a fire hose on the other side of the branch and got an idea. She crept carefully past the registers and made her way to the hose. She was just getting ready to break the glass covering the hose when she felt something poke her ribs and the word "Freeze!" was whispered into her ear. "Don't make any sudden moves. Turn around slowly," The voice said. The thing poking her ribs moved away. Icy sweat broke out on Jeri's forehead. She trembled as she turned slowly with her hands up. How had she let someone get that close to her? This person didn't look like one of the robbers. They carried an AR-16 with a bunch of things attached to it. The guy also had thick padding over his chest and legs. A full military style helmet covered his head. But it was the badge that caused Jeri to breathe a sigh of relief. "Who are you?" the policeman asked. "I'm Jeri Knight," Jeri said, "there are two more robbers in the branch office. The others are down at the entrance. There are a total of seven." "What are you doing here?" the policeman asked. "Trying to stop the robbers," Jeri said. "Did you do all this?" he asked. Jeri looked at the water on the floor from the sprinklers, soggy magazines and merchandise, and scorch marks from the fire. "Well, yeah, those guys were shooting at people. I wanted to stop them." "Okay come back with me. Keep your hands where I can see them," he said to Jeri. Then he spoke into his mike, "I've got the vigilante. We're coming back. There's two active in the bank office. Five more are down- status unknown." He paused. "Roger that. We're moving. Okay Wonder Woman let's go. Nothing fancy." He motioned with his rifle and Jeri was leading the way towards the storeroom. Out of the corner of her eye she saw several shadowy figures dressed like her escort. They moved up behind the registers. Then the bullet proof glass lit up like it was painted with red Christmas lights. After that they entered the aisles and Jeri couldn't see what happened next. All she could think about then was how she seemed to be the criminal now. All she had tried to do was stop the real robbers, at least 'til the police got there. At the back of the store room two more officers in body armor directed her out of the building and over to a police command post that looked on the outside like a motor home. The guy that had escorted her out of the store went back inside. When they got to the motor home the two officers directed her to two detectives. Jeri groaned as she recognized both of the detectives. The big round one had been the detective that came to the plant. The tall thin dark man was the one that stood in the background during the questioning about the escape from Torque's place. "Hello Ms. Knight. Been busy?" the big man said. "Enough," Jeri replied neutrally. She chewed on her lower lip. She was afraid to say anything for fear that she might say the wrong thing. "Could you tell us what's going on in there?" he replied. Jeri shrugged, "There are two men inside the bank branch trying to open the vault. The others aren't doing to well. One caught on fire and a couple of others got shocked by a runaway remote control car. It was pulling an extension cord." "You know it's funny but you'd think everyone would want to catch a criminal while they're performing a crime, not today," the big detective said, "Insurance companies are afraid of liability and collateral costs. Police are afraid of brutality charges." Jeri looked at the man quizzically. "Most robberies involve the thieves getting a few hundred dollars ? maybe a thousand at most. But if they're interrupted then the thieves might shoot someone, or things get blown up or damaged. In that case the store might be closed for several days and many thousands of dollars used in the repairs," the detective said looking at the back door of the grocery store. "Someone that steps into help just might make matters worse ? cause more damage. The police are protected from lawsuits when following procedures and while enforcing the law. Good Samaritans aren't." Jeri stared horrified as she realized what the detective was saying. More than likely the store's insurance would file a lawsuit against her for trying to help save everyone. It was ridiculous. "It gets worse," the detective said, looking down at Jeri, "If the police have to apprehend the thieves during a crime they generally have to use 'deadly force'- meaning someone will probably die. The officers are accused of not following policy or endangering lives. The officers spend days in court instead of doing police work. The good Samaritan that helps usually fares much worse because they did not follow any procedures and endangered other lives ? which can be grounds for criminal prosecution like manslaughter. On the other hand, if the thieves get away well eventually there's a tip, and the police apprehend each of the gang members one at time and usually no one gets hurt." Suddenly, the other detective slammed into both the big guy and Jeri shouting, "Get down!" and knocking them down. A series of explosions rocked the area around them. Jeri looked up to see the doors at the back of the store completely blown off their hinges. A squad car was on it's side and flames billowed from the shattered windows. Through the smoke, heat and flames Jeri saw a man encased in body armor and carrying what looked like a Tommy gun styled shotgun. He was spraying shots everywhere and when they struck small grenade like explosions rocked their targets. The man walked methodically towards the brick fence at the back of the lot. Several explosions rocked the fence and large hole opened. The man kept turning to make sure that no one was sneaking up behind him and firing shots everywhere. Jeri realized the man could not see effectively through the armor protecting his head. She looked around and saw an old tire leaning against the fence. She ran over to it while the man wasn't looking and rolled it at him. It hit the man's legs and fell. He stumbled and tripped over the tire. He was on the ground flat on his face. In the awkward armor he tried to rise up onto his hands and knees. Jeri raced over diving on top of the man and knocking him back onto the ground. She also managed to push the automatic shotgun away too. She struggled to keep him down while the man flailed about. The detectives were there with her and several other officers together trying to dog pile the guy. All of them were struggling to get a hold of the robber. Jeri clenched her butt as she felt a hand grab the man's leg between her legs. The officer's wrist pressed against her pussy making her spasm. But it also sent a thrill up her spine. She was disgusted with herself for reacting that way in such a tense situation. Finally, they managed to get the man subdued and handcuffed. "What about the other one?" Jeri asked worried that another thief with the blasting shotguns was on their way out to attack them while they were busy with this thief. "The boys inside got 'im," the tall thin detective said. Jeri and the other officers got to their feet. She straightened her shirt pulling it back down over her waist where it had ridden up in the struggle. When she looked up, she saw the dark officer looking at her. She looked at his face to see if he'd seen anything but his face was neutral. She turned away as she blushed hoping he hadn't seen her lower pair of breasts. She pulled her duster around to help cover her self up more. Now the officers began going through the building and performing the evidence gathering routine. Jeri not knowing what else to do stood off by the police motor home. She had started to leave but the big guy had told her to hang around a bit. Jeri saw the two detectives walking towards her. She was afraid of them. It made her feel like she was in junior high and in trouble. Then again she would have been in junior high if not for the box. As Jeri watched them approach she saw something from the corner of her eye. When she looked to see what it was she tensed up. It was one of Lisa's droids. "Well, Ms. Knight it looks like we're almost all done here. We just have to go back to the station and write the reports and everyone's statements up," the big guy said. Jeri tried not to look where Lisa's droid was parked watching them. It seemed the tall thin dark detective was looking over there too. But he was always looking everywhere. "Ya know Ms. Knight every now and then we run across someone that's a magnet for trouble. Sometimes they cause it themselves. Those kind we put away real quick because they take care of themselves in the big house. Others it seems just sort of fall into it. A lot of times they're victims, not necessarily innocent, but victims nonetheless who always eventually end up in some alley with their dead eyes staring up at the sky. Finally, there are those that go looking for it. They dive right in thinking they can handle anything that comes up. In the end something shows up that's bigger than they are and they end up down at the morgue. The problem with that kind is they usually end up dragging a lot of others down with them," the detective finished staring down at Jeri. "We keep an eye out for all three. The victims we try to get them somewhere where they learn how not to be a victim ? occasionally we get lucky. The last kind we try to stop them before someone else gets hurt. Which kind are you Miss Knight?" Jeri gulped looking up at the big detective. She felt so small and helpless next to him and the tall detective. "I? I'm not any of those," Jeri said. "You weren't down at The Corral a couple of weeks ago, were you?" he asked. Jeri visibly gulped, "I don't think so. I think it's been a little longer than that since I was there." The detective looked into Jeri's eyes. She could almost see thoughts turning in his head. Jeri trembled inside. "Miss Knight, I should probably take you down to the station to get you're statement about what happened here today but, I think we'll wait until we need it. In the mean time Bean and I will just keep an eye on you," the detective said as he fished something out of his jacket pocket. "Who's Bean?" Jeri asked. The detective jerked his head towards the tall thin detective, "That's Bean, Detective Jim Bean, although some call him Slim. You can reach either of us at the number on the card any time." He handed Jeri a business card with his name, precinct and a phone number. The orange glow of the setting sun filled the western sky. Jeri was tired and nervous. The chill autumn air made her shiver. The coffee she had been drinking to keep warm had long since turned to iced coffee. "Do you need a ride home?" the big detective asked. Jeri shivered and almost automatically started to say no but instead changed her mind. She thought by letting them take her home she could show them she wasn't afraid of them and had nothing to hide. She also thought it would show them that she didn't take unnecessary risks. "That would be nice although I don't know what I'm going to do for milk and fruit for breakfast tomorrow." "There's a small market up the street and we can stop there for you to get something if you like," the detective said. Jeri got out at the gate with her bag of purchases. She said goodbye to the detectives and proceeded through the opening gate. She was sure that if she wasn't walking the detectives would see her legs tremble. She wondered why they hadn't left yet by the time she got to the office door. Then as it opened she breathed a sigh of relief as the headlights moved away from silhouetting her onto the building wall. She watched briefly as the car crunched on the gravel pulling away from the gate. Lisa's avatar greeted her at the door, "How was the shopping? Did you get everything you needed?" "You know darn well I didn't. What do you do, get your jollies spying on me?" Jeri replied abruptly. She knew she was irritated but didn't know why. All she could really think about was the unknown officer's wrist and hand that had brushed against her sex while wrestling with the robber. She stomped off up to her room. It was like that touch had flipped a switch. She felt aroused and a desire for more intimate caresses. In fact Jeri realized that she wanted to be firmly penetrated. She wanted to have someone pinching her nipples and squeezing her breasts. Jeri recognized then that the desire she felt was making her irritated and sharp. She tried to force herself to relax. Standing in her tub with icy needles of water spraying onto her face and breasts, Jeri shivered. She thought a cold shower would help reduce the emptiness and the heat she felt between her legs. "At least," Jeri thought, "with a dick all you had was a 'hard on' to contend with when excited. If you either emptied the tank or got involved in something else, you could deal with the need." Jeri just didn't know if she could reduce her need by teasing her clit. She also did not feel comfortable pleasing herself with Lisa able to watch her every move. Jeri shivered and finished rinsing out the shampoo in her hair. She turned off the cold spray and stepped from behind the curtain into her room. Goose bumps covered her body and all of her nipples were so hard they hurt. Stepping out of the tub was almost like stepping into a warm room. Standing in front of her mirror with the hair dryer going and her thick terry cloth robe on, Jeri could see the purple tinge to her lips fading. The tremors of her body had faded a while ago. She ran her brush through her hair pulling the strands in front of the dryer. Lisa rolled in through the front door. Her avatar appeared shortly thereafter, "JK, I'm sorry if I spied on you. It's just I heard about the commotion with the police at the market and got worried. I had to know you were okay." "Lisa, its okay," Jeri replied, "I'm sorry I yelled at you. The questioning from the police made me edgy. I'm doing okay now." She continued drying her hair. She was conscious that her nipples were still erect and the empty feeling between her legs was still there. It was the first time she really contrasted the experience of not having her original equipment from before the box changed her. Where as before when mildly aroused down there it had been a fuller, heavier feeling; now she had an empty, open feeling that was demanding something to fill that space. "JK, are you sure?" Lisa said. "Yeah, I'm fine. I think I'm going to go out anyway though. Maybe it'll help ?" she started to say relieve but instead said, "relax me." Jeri stopped studying Lisa's avatar. Finally she asked, "What did you do?" "What do you mean?" Lisa said. There were lots of things she'd done but which one was Jeri referring to? "Your avatar looks different. I'm not quite sure how though," Jeri said. "Well I enhanced the body language responses. It's more responsive to my moods and the voice tone I intend to use. It took some extensive modification but I noticed with you and also some web cam conversations that I had that people were misinterpreting what I said. That's when I realized that the image's body language was interfering with communication. I think that's when I realized why you didn't really like using it," Lisa said. "That's not really true Lisa," Jeri said, "I don't want you to believe you're a machine. I don't want you to feel you're a computer either. You're a person too, just like me. I don't want you to think you have to be something you're not." "I never thought that JK. I just wanted to be able to really connect with you. This seemed the best way," Lisa replied. "Well, it's certainly much more realistic," Jeri replied, "just why the sheer dress?" "I finally feel like I have a body I can show off, even if it's a hologram. I mean really this shell, and the one I'm building are the ones I truly want but, if I can dress up then I like this avatar," Lisa said, gesturing seductively at her appearance. "I guess I understand," Jeri replied. She could only guess at how it must have been for Lisa before they found the box. Jeri made her way through the press of the crowd in The Hurricane. There wasn't anyone performing tonight but it was such a hot place that it was crowded. She was beginning to think that she'd made a mistake in coming. There were just too many people to really hook up with anyone. The noise made it impossible to communicate. The crowd made it difficult to see anyone or identify anyone that was interested in her. To top it all off several times someone had grabbed her ass and the constant rubbing of her nipples made them hard. The result was that she was even hornier than before and as irritated as a cat that had had its fur rubbed the wrong way. She was sure her claws were out. A voice called out, "Jeri, where've you been?" Jeri turned to see Marsha. The girl she'd met the first night she ever went out. Her stomach knotted up at the thought. "Mark's been looking all over for you. He thinks he hurt your feelings and wants to apologize. Hold on and I'll call him," Marsha said. "I can't. I gotta go. I'm with someone," Jeri said. She turned there were two guys standing there. "Take me home please," she pleaded. "Really?" the softer brunette asked. "Are you sure?" the rugged blonde inquired. "Absolutely!" Jeri affirmed. She turned and waved at Marsha, "Nice seein' ya, I gotta go." Jeri left with her two escorts. "Oh God! What have I got myself into now" Jeri thought. The car pulled into a typical apartment complex. This one showed some maintenance and the vehicles appeared to be relatively new and in good shape. How was she going to pull this off? She'd only vaguely heard of doing something like this. She held the arms of both her escorts as they escorted her into their ground floor apartment. Jeri urged them to turn the lights down as they'd started flipping lights on. It was apparent it was truly a bachelor's pad. A six foot long picture of a reclining nude woman hung above the sofa. A big screen TV and stereo system were piled on the wall opposite the sofa. Pizza boxes were stacked in the trash and a card table and four chairs served as a dining table. Jeri could just see two bedrooms off the living room. "So how do you want to start?" the blonde asked. "Uh? take your clothes off," Jeri replied, "both of you." In no time they were stripped to nothing. Shoes, socks, shirts, pants were flung everywhere. "What about you?" the brunette asked. "You can help me. In a minute," she said. "How about a kiss?" She stepped up to him and into his arms. Neither man was that tall but she still had to turn her head up to reach the lips of the brunette. As they kissed Jeri reached down and encircled the man's erection with her hand. It still felt strange to her to touch another man's cock. The other man came up behind her and began to play with her butt through her leather pants. Emotions and sensations started washing through Jeri. The lust she'd felt earlier was on her once again stronger than ever. "Slide my pants down," she said wiggling her hips. In moments the blonde had pulled her shoes off and her leather pants down off her legs. He was fondling her bare ass and sliding his erection through the crack between her cheeks. Jeri pushed the brunette down on the couch and knelt down between his legs. Leaning on his legs with her arms she stuck her ass back towards the blonde. Grabbing the brunette's erection she opened her mouth and gave a lick, and then said to the blonde, "Play with me while I get your roomie ready." She placed the brunette's head in her mouth and began to swirl her tongue around it and play with the sensitive underside. The guy sucked in air as the sensation overwhelmed him. Jeri was pleased that he smelled fresh and not too sweaty. His cock was average and she found she could go down on him easily. The blonde from behind her stuck two fingers in her snatch causing her to jump abruptly. She engulfed the brunette's cock all the way to the root. "You're dripping wet girl," he said half incredulously half teasing. Jeri just hummed as she worked on the cock in front of her. This time she was only mildly surprised as she felt the blonde stuff his cock in her pussy. Jeri was just getting into a rhythm of rocking back onto the cock behind her and forward onto the cock in her mouth when the tempo changed. The guy in front grabbed her head and tried to pull her forward onto him. Simultaneously the guy behind her painfully grabbed her hips and tried to pull her backwards into him. Then they tried to push her away. It seemed they wanted to turn her into an accordion. Their grunts were getting louder and more earnest. She realized they were close to getting off but she was still far away from her own peak. She tried to slow down in order to delay the onset of their orgasm. It was a futile attempt. She had no leverage to control their assault. The cock in her mouth erupted startling and almost choking her. The acrid taste wasn't the clean waxy one she had with Henry. She continued to suck on the cock in her mouth hoping to prolong the thrusting of her other would be lover. Almost immediately she felt him stiffen and then collapse across her back as he spent himself. "Gee Frank can you believe this slut? She's better than a Hoover," the brunette said, "look at her go on my cock." "She's really nice Bill," the blonde said, gasping for breath. "Please..." Jeri said, taking her mouth off Bill's Prick for a moment. "What?" Bill asked. "Don't stop. Finish me!" Jeri begged. "I don't do sloppy seconds," Bill said, "Even though you keep that up I'll be ready again soon." "Well I'll do seconds again darling," Frank said, "but you'll have to get me back up to snuff." He had collapsed onto his back. Jeri couldn't believe herself as she turned from Bill's limp clean dick to Frank. She quickly took his wet sticky prick and engulfed it. She could taste herself and him. She expected it to be repulsive but found it to simply be messy. Jeri licked, sucked and scraped Frank's cock. She did everything that she could think of that would feel good. Everything that might have felt good to her before the box changed her. Slowly when her jaw began to ache her efforts were rewarded. Frank was stiff enough that she thought she could get him inside. She hoped he was large enough to fill the void feeling she had. It was that desire to be filled that was pushing her to do these things that were humiliating to her. They were so opposite to what she believed she should want to do. Jeri climbed up Frank's body. She straddled his hips and used one hand to brace herself on his shoulder. Reaching beneath herself she grabbed Frank's member and guided it into herself. She sank down onto him grinding her pubic bone onto his in one stroke. The frisson of his entry caused a sensation of tingling that continued up her spine and exited her body in a sigh of pleasure. Jeri rose up on her thighs slightly and sank back down. Each sensation seemed to finally satisfy the hunger in her loins. In no time at all she was thrashing savagely on Frank's member enjoying the rising pleasure building within her. Jeri ignored the vulgar and degrading comments Bill made. In fact the pleasure rising within her was making it impossible to be aware of anything but the sensation of being filled. She closed her eyes to concentrate on the feeling. Any moment she was sure that she would experience her release. "Just a little bit more," Jeri thought, "What?" Someone was poking her with something hard and squishy at the same time. It was entering her rectum. "Yeah! Let's turn this slut into a sandwich. She'll know she's been well and truly fucked by the time we're done with her," Bill said. "Weird man! I can feel you enter her," Frank said, "You won't do seconds but you'll do this? You're fucked up, dude!" His hands rested on her hips and his thumbs slid under the corset to her nipples not far from there. "This bitch has the best mouth and the smoothest ass I've ever fucked," Bill said, "This is Grade A prime meat." He pushed his prick deep into her ass. Jeri started to protest the intrusion, the interruption to her rhythm. She started to pull away but Bill sank himself fully into her. Jeri opened her mouth to protest the pain of her sphincter being unexpectedly stretched and filled as the cock already inside her pussy shifted. Her orgasm hit her as unexpectedly as an earthquake and just as strong. She pushed against both invading members as her body trembled and spasmed in a massive toe clenching release. "See, this bitch loves it Frank," Bill said. The two men pulled and pushed into Jeri guiding and directing her for their pleasure. Even though their efforts were totally self centered, the forced cooperation continued to strum Jeri's excited nerves. Her pleasure built once again towards her release. Jeri felt Frank's hands stroking her sides. He kissed and nuzzled her neck. His tenderness contrasted dramatically with Bill's heavy handed pounding into her butt. The contrast heightened the erotic sensations she had. Abruptly she realized that Frank's questing hands had a purpose. They probed and squeezed her nipples and each breast in turn, and then they stopped. She leaned back to look into Frank's face. She clenched the muscles surrounding both cocks inside her. Frank's eyes were opened wide staring into Jeri's face, a questioning look on his face. Bill's thrusting continued to rock them both providing plenty of stimulation. Jeri nodded and said, "Lets keep them between us. Just play with them okay?" Frank's eyes flipped up to Bill, a short distance above them, his eyes closed blindly thrusting into the warm tight tunnel encasing his cock. Then they returned to Jeri and he gave a short nod of his head. Jeri bent down and kissed Frank. She sent her tongue probing his mouth surrendering to the mini orgasm enveloping her as Frank played with each of her tits. His sweet caresses sent little frissons of pleasure straight to her vagina. "Oh shit! I'm coming!" roared Bill. His body went rigid as he spurted into Jeri's bowels. Jeri felt one spurt from Bill and then Frank arched up beneath her. She felt a spurt from him too. The combined erotic surge triggered her own orgasmic peak. She pushed hard onto Frank as her body trembled in the throes of her climax. Bill collapsed onto Jeri's back and then rolled off onto the side panting and gasping. "Man, that is one wild bitch you've got there Frank! We're going to have to do this again. I've never been this spent before," he trailed off into heavy breathing. Jeri started to climb off of Frank. But his hands clasped her butt holding her hard to him. She looked at him tears glittered in her eyes. His left hand slid up her back. He held her tight. "Don't pay attention to him. I would like to see you again without the distraction. Please stay. You can stay in my room," Frank said. "I can't. I need to go," Jeri said her voice trembling. "How do I call you?" Frank asked. Jeri hesitated, biting her lip then she made up her mind. "Call me at Advanced Equipment Systems, Inc. Ask for JK," She said resolutely. "Okay, stay a moment before you have to leave," Frank said tenderly, "I think you're very special. Just stay a moment." Jeri put her head back down on Frank's shoulder. He reached up under her chin and tilted her head up gently and then kissed her passionately. Frank's left hand held her butt cheek firmly. The other stroked along her side, caressing the ribs and breasts that it covered. The gentle caresses stroked her nerves with soothing sensations like drifting in a pool of water. Gradually Jeri felt the caressing stop and the firm grip on her butt had fallen away. She heard Bill snoring beside her and then Frank's breathing degraded into the gentle susurration of sleep. Jeri rose up and slid on her leather pants. She grimaced as the movement generated an oozing stickiness from her vagina and even spread to her anus. It reminded her of the double penetration she'd just experienced and the accompanying sensations. She pulled on her stockings and shoes. Just as Jeri pulled on her duster she spied a blanket through an open doorway. She went in and grabbed the blanket. She realized it was Frank's room. It showed a picture of him with a girl. They seemed to be close. Jeri wondered what was going on. Her mind conjured all sorts of scenarios. The predominant one was that it was Frank's girlfriend/fianc?e and that he'd done this tonight because she'd thrown herself at him. She was certain that in the morning she would never hear from him again. Jeri called Lisa when she was outside and asked for Tim to come get her. Once again she found herself looking at the cold, diamond stars and her boots crunched on frosted grass. Tears glittered down her cheeks. Jeri kept asking herself, "What kind of pervert am I? Am I doing this because I always wanted too? Is there something about what I did with the box that makes me enjoy what I'm doing? Why can't I control myself? And just how bad of a slut am I that not only did I do two guys at once but I liked it. I mean I really, really liked it. The thought of doing that again sends a quiver through my groin. It's just wrong."