”“Seems fair, we should give him what he asks.”“You don’t understand. He wants you to cum in me before you take me home.”“So he wants sl...ppery seconds. That’s not unusual. We can do that can’t we?”“You didn’t have sex with me and you didn’t cum last night. I thought that it was because you didn’t want me to get pregnant.”“Yes, but that’s okay. We can organize what Ted wants. You trust me don’t you?”“Yes, I did but now I’m starting to worry a little. I’m probably closer to ovulating now than I. I kneeled down to see if anyone was in the stalls, but I was alone. There are three stalls and I went to far one and stripped down. I don't usually get naked when I cruise bathrooms, but this particular place made me feel comfortable and I was really horny! I hung my clothes on the back of the door and sat and waited, slowly masturbating. I sat there for almost twenty minutes before someone entered, and I could tell right away that there were two of them as they were talking. It was all dude. Two bullets pierced the man's heart, one went into his gut, one into a lung, and one missed completely. He was blown backwards by the impact of the bullets. His gun went flying. Fortunately it landed on the butt and didn't discharge.Waite's ears were ringing because of the firing in the small room, but other than that he came out unscathed. The woman on the floor was trembling with fear and Peggy Sue and Patty were holding her and petting on her. The other three women were at the doorway. He. Captain Tweedledee had to die. Who the hell knew what Bossie would do, but it had to be done and screw the med-tubes.That was another thing. Boats had once heard a tech claim that with a head and a short enough time after death, a med-tube could re-grow a body and save just about anyone. So, no head.Tweedledee was no coward. Certainly not. He was a narcissistic, brutal, power-mad, sadistic, Caligula. He was a worse than unfit leader, but he was no coward. Under the guise of ‘training’ and.