Sitting to the right of a bar with a beer in hand and pipe in mouth is a 5 foot, 3 inch tall human. On top of his head is deep, first red hair that ha... a single multi-colored feather lodged in it. Quite a stark contrast to the pale winterish white that colors the skin of his face. His eyes, a piercing, ice cold blue complete a stern look. Around his neck is a black leather choker, secured tightly with a padlock that has no visible unlocking mechanism.He wears a black leather trenchcoat that. Barbara suddenly stared at me in my eyes and asked softly:"Well, is there anything more I can do for you before I go home?" What I need most is some woman`s lips someone to lick me until I cum on her face, but I cannot ask you to do that..." I replied.My Boss stepped close to me and asked very slowly:"And why not, my sweet Ana? I had licked you some time ago…”Before I could react, she moved closer and reached for my boobs, feeling my nipples were hard. She cupped them in her hands and pinched. She had had some excitement when after a few months, one of the sales managers at the bank had made advances. She admitted that not much had happened, they hadn’t gotten past the stage of a quick caress or a few suggestive words, in the lunchroom when alone. Noel had somehow found out what was happening, he said nothing to her, but the guy disappeared and she found Noel had had the man fired. She felt trapped in a time warp, every day the same. Friends and acquaintances all went on about. It’s not that they aren’t motivated to survive, there’s no incentive to excel, and no reward for exemplary service.”“Until now, we’ve never lost a single battle,” Gurrstlk pointed out. “With no serious opposition, there’s little need for extraneous effort. For most, just seeing a squadron of fighters is enough to either flee or surrender. For the Tissk, their choice doesn’t matter. All they’re interested in is tribute. Once they receive it, they’re glad to dump their hostages, while they.