“That’s it!” Plato yelled, startling Marcella. “In fact,” he added excitedly, “I think the appropriate outdoors word is ‘Eureka!’ You’ve got it!” “What’s it?” Marcella asked. She sounded a bit cautious... and perhaps afraid. “I think I know what to do about the second item on your bucket list,” he replied. “But more importantly, you’ve just given me an idea that will possibly keep the bucket away for a long, long time.” Plato suddenly vanished and the voice of PLATO nearly shouted in Marcella’s head, “The cleaning crew is arriving early. You’d better get dressed so you’re ready to buzz them in.” The next night Richard insisted on driving Marcella to work. “PLATO said he had a surprise for both of us,” he said as he drove. “Am I going to like this surprise?” she asked, and Richard answered, “He said we both would.” He paused for a moment and then added, “He was being a little mysterious about the whole thing. Are you and he cooking something up that I don’t know about?” Marcella responded, “It sounds more like PLATO is cooking something up that neither of us knows about.” Once they were at the facility, they both puttered around innocuously waiting for the last of the second shift technicians to leave. After the last tech had gone and the door had buzzed locked behind them, Marcella leaned in interracial to her console and said, “OK, PLATO, what’s this big surprise you have for both of us?” “I want to give you a little tour first,” he said happily. “Come to the growth lab.” Marcella hurried down to the growth room. Richard was already there. As soon as she stepped through the doorway she, Richard, and Plato were bathed in bright sunlight. They were on the top of a sandstone butte of some sort surrounded by desert wilderness. There was a river in the distance. The thin band of lush greenery along its banks looked almost out of place against the dry landscape. “That’s the Green River,” Plato said like an excited tour guide. “This is all federal land. Most of it used to be missile silos and other super secret stuff. The locals have even renamed one of the roads New Area 51 Road .” He pointed in the distance and said, “That’s the town of Green River, Utah, over there. It’s a nice little community that is a little more open to outsiders than most in Utah.” “Why are you showing us all this?” Richard asked. “I thought it was a nice change of scenery from your tidal island,” Plato said with a sly smile. A thick mattress had suddenly appeared on the hard ground. “I’m going to give you two some privacy while I go looking for dust devils. I’m told there indian should be some around today. The conditions are right.” With that, Plato walked off into the distance. “This is different,” Marcella said. “We both still have our clothing on and everything.” “Maybe he wanted it to be our decision,” Richard said. His voice sounded very strange, almost as if it were coming from in front of her and behind her at the same time. "Bro, you here" came my sister, Kayla's voice. It's yours now. “Now suck him Emily, show him how much you want it. This wasn’t like a bruise that became invisible, this wasn’t even like a cut that turned into a scar. And he warmed up to the idea very quickly. “I don’t remember giving you permission to touch me.” Maria growls and slowly walks them back toward the wall. Another thing, the sitter reminded of one of the women that had been there that night. “Do you want him?” Donna heard Gina say throatily as Bobby licked and lapped. I had hurt her feelings? She said “I'm horny as hell”. I did knock "I'll trust Her dorm room wasn't very interracial far from mine in fact Her do I'm actually connected to mine by a small hallway and the cafeteria. "Did you forget something?" she asked I outdoors might have to castrate him before you get any ideas.” Huh?” “Now, if you’ll take my advice, you should probably get out of this town while you can.” She leaned down to him, the curve of her breast close to him, her indian sharp eyes inches from his glazed orbs. She felt somehow extra-sensitive all over.