Space Report
- 2017 Mission (at 16th).
SPACE: 2017 Mission, east half of 3rd floor.
* Asking Price: $5500 /month + utilities + property tax portioning * Terms: 5 year lease requested, negotiable * Size: 4700 Sq. Ft. * Floor Style: Gorgeous hardwood finished floors * Ceiling Height: 12-16' with skylights, roof access by inside & outside fire escape (accessible only for installation) * Private Entrance: No, lobby entrance to building and hallway entrance to floor * 24/7 Access: Yes * Privacy / Sound Isolation: 6 * Safety of Neighborhood: 9 * Shower: No * Bathroom: Yes, ADA && Shared between 2 spaces on 11k sq. foot floor * Kitchen: Gas outlet (we think) available in what was a kitchen area -- * In San Francisco: Yes * Transit Availability: 10++ (Building is on the SE corner of 16th and Mission) * Power: 9 good (checked breaker panel) * Connectivity: Server Closet, Rack, wired patch panels, CAT5 spaghetti throughout due to previous tenents * Accessibility: ADA + Freight elevator through neighboring building
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Double pane windows, no central air or heat -- good view of downtown.. the space would require much less bring-up than others, with the exception of removing some partitioned areas to open it up a bit.
There is a security camera that covers the front door/lobby. The realtor said that it was not currently hooked up to record, and people with keys or friends with keys may avoid it by using the back entrance.
The heat took Diane immediately, flooding through her clit and rushing into her crotch. With her tits now nearly as big as she was, she couldn't see what was going on down there, but it felt BIG. Of course, "big" is a relative term... she thought, glancing over to where Mahmout lay panting on the ground, his colossal cock still gradually softening as his body came down from the mind-blowing high of its supersized orgasm. Even mostly soft, Mahmout's beast was well over six feet long, and his balls were still too heavy to carry, much less conceal. All that cum, boiling inside those behemoths... The sight of Mahmout's monster ignited another blaze of heat in her pussy, and she felt a spread of wet warmth trickle down the inside of her thighs and pool around her buttocks. God she was wet. The heat came with a new sensation, too. A throbbing, insistent hardness that tugged at her crotch. She moaned with pleasure as she embraced the unique sensation of getting wet and having a hard-on at the same time. With a little bit of effort, Diane maneuvered herself into a bent-over position that allowed her to rest the weight of her tits on the ground while allowing her to keep her legs straight and her ass up in the air. In this position, she could reach down and pleasure her brand new fuckstick without having to push her boobs out of the way. I wonder if Terry would be willing to take me from behind while I jerked off... She grinned at the idea and began stroking her throbbing clit, milking it gently as she plunged her other hand into her dripping pussy to massage her g-spot. Her g-spot had always been easy to find. Even her clumsiest, most inexperienced partners always managed to bring her to orgasm fairly easily and with little effort. In fact, if anyone had ever bothered to measure her g-spot in a laboratory setting, she would have learned that her g-spot was waaaay to the right of the bell curve in both size and sensitivity, coming in at more than four times the size of the measured average. Of course, all that was before her clit had expanded from a bulb the size of a pencil eraser to a throbbing sausage that would dwarf the average penis and then some. Her g-spot had grown proportionately, and she was about to learn that her new tool had some unexpected perks. Diane's fingers had barely brushed the opening of her labia when the first whispers of orgasm shuddered through her body. "Ohhh yeahhh..." she moaned, pushing deeper. Every centimeter was a struggle, pleasurable impulses drowned out the signals to her muscles and made her hands shake. The shivers of pleasure reverberating through her body affected her breasts as well. The still expanding flesh felt tight and full, the lingering traces of growth still pushing her bosom to even greater sizes. She felt as if she were stretching her skin to the limit. Taut flesh bulged and expanded as her nipples puffed up and out like massive, fleshy traffic cones. Her teats tingled enticingly and she reached out to massage one, only to discover her arms weren't long enough. Taking the difficulty as a personal challenge, she tried rolling forward on her gargantuan breasts and stretching out with both hands. Unfortunately, the rolling motion also moved her nipples further away. "Shit," she muttered. Maybe having breasts too large to enclose with both hands came with some drawbacks she hadn't considered...