"That gives me an awesome idea," the Goth-girl said excitedly. "Have you ever kissed a guy?"Amy was surprised by the question. "Uhm, sure," she said. ...Why?" Well," Elissa replied, scooting closer to Amy, "I haven't. I've never kissed anybody! Can you believe that?"Amy began to feel a bit uncomfortable. "Wait," she said, "didn't you... jerk a boy off before?" I never kissed him," Elissa grinned. "And like, my older brother, he has this friend, really cute guy. Gorgeous, actually. Strong, so hot,. Olson, you have an impressive CAP score. Most unexpected for someone so striking," Budzinski complemented. Turning to Misty he beamed, "Hello again, Ms. Nokamura. You keep turning up at extractions. I trust you'll actually accompany me into orbit this time."Misty laughed, "You'll need more than a stunner to keep me from coming along this time, Sergeant. This is Ralph Peterman. Hopefully he'll be nearby whenever you see me." Misty noticed that Martha had joined Adm. Grayson on the stage. "Do you. I resigned myself to the fact that I was going to have to get used to this, and laid back while she worked. She was gentle, although some of the bandages had adhered. She carefully teased the cotton and gauze away from the wound, and I felt little pain as she removed all the packing and bandages. When she had removed the last bandage, she began cleaning the wound. She finished and said, ‘Well, I’m ready to do you up again. Want to see before I do?’ I looked down at my leg, and a wave of nausea. I'm going to go out and snare some handsome young thing for me and the missus to screw senseless 'til boxing day. Pick up some burly dock worker to pound our pusses til we can't walk, or maybe some naive young gent from the clerical collage to tie up and... educate."Chyooge sighed and looked up at her. She was a very pale woman, somewhere in her early thirties, with a cloud of dishevelled black hair and large, intense eyes that shone out at the world from within dark pits of Kohl and mascara..