"Am I ugly?" the woman asked. Her voice was hoarse and trembling, but surprisingly strong."Madam, the ambulance will be here any moment, they will tak... care of you." Am I ugly?" she growled persistently. Her good eye glanced pleadingly up, meeting the man's embarrassed gaze."Don't worry, everything will be OK..."What's your name?" Peter." Peter, I want you to answer my question, at all costs, it's important for me, clear?" Well ... you don't look very well."So ... I'm ugly! My face! Oh, my. I was stimulated but not anywhere close to an orgasm. He would have his soon, I knew.I felt his grip tighten and suddenly he got very hot. Then he buried his cock deep and I gasped as I felt his essence jettison deep in my body. The heated spurts subsided and he let out a deep "ohhhhhgoddammmmmmm" as he lowered himself on me, sliding his arms under my back and gathering me to him.It did feel good to have his big, warm body pinning me, and I just stroked his back gently, trying to convince. With the medical nanites helping, none of us are liable to get seriously unwell. The only danger is physical trauma from a blow of some kind, and most of the time we are not exposed to such dangers. John is fanatical about protecting all his wives from harm, from what I have seen and experienced. He even does his best for any and all women he encounters.”“Yes, he is peculiar that way; but I am glad he is like that.”John suggested, “I’d better get back and see if Sheila is still sleeping.”As he. So I took the liberty of investing it on your behalf in the Navy Funds, which pay an annual return of five percent, or approximately 300 pounds. So you see, you will be able to keep the young lady in your employ as long as she proves satisfactory. I have asked Mr. Digby, the attorney, to serve as your agent for the moment in dealing with the Admiralty and the Funds’ administrators. You may wish to ask him to invest your share of the prize money as well, once you receive it, or you may choose.