The beginning of my trouble started that day. Because they had moved my mind and memories to this body the other died.When that happened I was declare... dead. Worse, the fleet and marines did not recognize clones or engineered bodies as being able to serve. Before I know what was happening I was on a ship headed to a system with no identity or retirement or connection to my old body. I did managed to get a fleet enlisted master chief to send my belongings.They were all in a patient storage. " Black hair, tall, wore a green shirt. He was with a podgy girl and they got absolutely hammered."The landlord sighed and pursed his lips. "Well he might've done, I don't know." So, let's be honest, you know nothing about him. He might not be a nice guy, he might be a killer or a rapist or anything." Don't be silly, Sarah. You are acting like one of your pupils. He's a nice lad, always pays his rent on time," he told her. "Unlike your friends." Sarah winced and the landlord shook his head and. It was set up just as it would be if they were at a campsite, so I could see it as it’s used. I looked around at everything, Patty opening cupboard doors and drawers to show it all off. The shower was way too small, which is a deal-killer for me, but it was great to see the things they’d learned about that lifestyle, “tricks of the trade” so to speak.When we moved back to the bedroom, I noted how tight everything was, like most travel trailers are. Patty replied to my comment with, “At least. He cupped her tit and squeezed harder, thumb and forefinger rolling her taut nipple through the sheer blouse.The train rocked. Brakes squealed. Lights flashed.Their legs strained to maintain balance.She backed into his pistoning cock, hot anal flesh clinging just enough to add a streak of agony to the ecstasy. A moan escaped her lips. “Twist your fucking clit,” he ordered. “I want to feel you cum when I shoot my load in your ass. Do it fucking NOW!” he murmured lustily before thrusting.