Gail felt smooth thighs against her ears and cheeks, and then her lips were pressed against the hairless lips of a woman's vulva! "Lick!" Gail tentati...ely extended her tongue. The ammonia smell of stale urine made her pull back, but Wendy shoved hard and forced Gail to kiss the puffy lower lips. "Slide your tongue between her labia and lick that clit." Gail couldn't bring herself to do it."All right, brat, I'll give you some motivation." While Wendy held Gail down, Esther got up and came back. Flashing back to the Sniper manual (the military had a manual for everything, even on how to dig latrines) I remembered the example. For a scope sighted for a target at 500 yards, to hit another, unsighted target at 600 yards would be a hold off of twenty-five inches. That worked out pretty good for this target since I was sighted in for a thousand yards and I was taking a shot at close to twelve hundred I wanted to shoot about fifty inches higher than where I guessed his head would be. I. Her dark brown eyes sunken pools of knowledge on a field of blue. Her hair was the color of flax and pulled back into plait with leaves of fall woven within. A voice that was not his own bellows from him as he declared, " I am the horned one, Hunter and provider. I have come to bring life back to the land." He moved to her like a cat pouncing upon prey. Reflexes took over as another force guided him into the Rite. He tore the garments of autumn colors from her body and reveled in the glory. I'm actually married twice; I've got a lesbian wife named Dawn in one marriage, and two husbands, Tom and Roger, in the other. And each of my husbands also has a second marriage; Tom is married to Johnny, and Roger is married to Maribeth and Tabitha. And Dawn and I have a slave, who doesn't have a name at present, and Tom has enslaved one of our former crew mates, Stacy."The woman on the floor shuddered at the thought of being stripped of her name, and thus her identity, but Steve stroked her.