I had never heard anyone talk about me like that and I definitely never expected it to come from two 16-year old boys. I suspected they knew about me....he following morning, my son had gone to have breakfast with his father and the two boys showed up shortly after. “What are you two doing here?” I asked them at the door.“We came to have fun with you,” one of them said and they pushed me back and closed the door. They pushed me down on the couch and undressed me in a matter of seconds. One of. As soon as he pulled out the syringe, Daryl squirmed. "Oh no. I ain't getting no fucking shot." Dr. McGreuter just smiled. "Do not worry. It's harmless and allows the machines to work properly. But when Daryl still didn't look convinced, McGreuter's smile turned into a frown. "It's either this," he held up the syringe, "this," he held up the gun "or going to prison and acquiring a cell mate named Bubba. Your choice." Daryl snorted. Some choice, he thought with disgust. He glanced back over. “You should be asleep.”I gasped, spinning around to see my Angela, my Queen, striding the deck. Her red hair fell about her beautiful face, ruffled by the breeze. Her blue eyes were shining. She wore her armor, dressed like a knight even though her name was attained for the crimes we committed in Raratha to secure a piece of the blade. Her large breasts filled out her half-breastplate, her cleavage a delight to behold. Thigh-high boots and metal greaves adorned her long legs, a loincloth of. Unlike her mom, Marty had not trimmed her pubic hair, but her hair was light and soft to the touch. Funny, I liked both shaved and unshaven for different reasons. When I mentioned that to Kathy, she giggled and told me they did that so I could tell the difference in the dark. That was another revelation to me, to have women openly joking about sex, was brand new to me, and it did me good all of my life. I found if you were casual about the need for sex, women would respond in the same way; it.