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I knew I should have fixed them as soon as possible to be like Kate but I wanted to do it in a more controlled environment and be able to explain what was going on to them in case they had no memories of what had happened to them.Stepping out of the car I opened the back door of the car, both Dolls were still sitting ramrod straight in their seats starring straight forward."Both of you out, follow Kate inside." I instructed them."Yes Master." They chorused in exact sync with one another."Take them to the kitchen." I told Kate as I stepped back and they got out of the car. I could hear joints popping as they moved, Dolls they might have been but their bodies were as human as my own and they were not supposed to sit in a car all day long."Yes Master." Said Kate and she went over to the Dolls who fell into step behind her.She led the two from the garage and moving around the car I went and popped the trunk and pulled out my laptop. Opening and turning it on I absentmindedly walked into. The tripods, the camcorder, the chaise, the lighting, the flat-screen television, and etcetera.“This is my porn room,” I quietly confessed, before asking, “Do you like porn?”“Jesus, bro, the grandparents don’t have internet, computers, or anything like that. They still listen to the radio,” he concluded with a laugh.As a demonstration, I turned the television on and a hectic porn scene of three men solidly fucking a woman began playing. I could see Marne’s face light up as he watched the spectacle.“Why don’t you sit down and watch, while I go get us another beer and a joint,” I suggested. Compliantly, Marne sat on the chaise, with his eyes glued to the screen.By the time I returned, Marne’s face was flushed with horniness. Happily, during my absence, the camcorder and lighting had also registered with him.“If you don’t mind me asking… What’s the camcorder and lighting for?” Marne subtlety asked.Having anticipated this possibility, I had formulated a response.“Jeez… I do not know if I.
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