RIMMER: Black card!LISTER: Oh, for four hours! Just, I want to spend an *evening* with herhologram! What's so wrong with that?RIMMER: You don't know w...en to stop, do you, Lister? I'm your superior!LISTER: Technician was the lowest rank on this ship. The man who changedthe bog rolls was higher than us!RIMMER loses his temper and stands up to look LISTER in the face.RIMMER: Yes, well he's not here now, Lister, and we are, and there'sstill a pecking order, and I'm pecking you, baby!LISTER climbs. The dildo is no longer moving in and out. Instead it just rubs against my cervix. I clench my pussy lips and feel it press against my G-spot. All the while Mr. Wiggly is so incredibly deep in my colon I can’t even think that far. It feels amazing!.I have to stop my bicep curls and my breasts are heaving from the my laboured breathing. Every breath is a muffled groan of strange delight and I can hear my own heart pounding inside my head.I wish I was closer to the mirror now so I can kiss myself. I’ll be taking that underwear off her body by the end of January or I’m a Dutchman.Christmas Day came and David had managed to find a fairly small goose which he had stuffed and roasted with all the vegetable trimmings. For sweet there was a traditional plum pudding with white sauce, also cooked by him. The wine was a very tasty red which she did not recognise, called Barolo, which David explained was one of his favourites and which, as he put it, “could stand up to the red cabbage”.“Do the. You may have planted that thought in our minds at that instant, but all it did was reinforce what we already knew.”I took a deep breath. So many thoughts were rattling around in my head, not least of which was the possibility that I had been solely responsible for the bond.“Okay,” I said, “I’m sure that Dianna said something about those to be bonded needing to be virgins.”“It said that in the grimoire as well,” said Jules.“According to the diary,” I recapped, “the participants needed to be.