She didn’t have a choice she would have to play.One by one there was a knock on the door as Jason's friends, Steve, Mark, Jerry and Gene arrived wit... there slaves in tow. Naked and leashed was a slave’s natural appearances. The round kitchen table was cleared by Jessica of the morning mess and made up like a poker table with playing cards and poker chip's, red and blue.With Jessica huddled in a corner of the room with the other slaves. Sophie, Sara, Lina and Samantha they awaited as Jason spoke. Stewart nearly 30 miles away. Luckily, in a bit of one-upmanship the Hunter Base Commander (who was also the assistant Division commander for the 24th Infantry Division based at Ft. Stewart) offered transportation. Being a general he could approve civilians to ride in the most readily available transportation at hand.Thus the first five wheelchairs delivered by Tammy's Wheels were delivered by Tony, Tina, Rebecca, and Kyle in two Huey helicopters on Monday afternoon.It got a little out of hand. But I did it.” She continued proudly. “That as my first time too.” she admitted. “Well you were great too” I said. Flexing her ass against my dick, she smiled sweetly over her shoulder “Thanks Big Bro.”I rolled off of her, and onto my back. Rach put her head back on my chest. We laid there for a while, luxuriating in our shared, post-cum high. Rach fell asleep, but I, wanting to get my run out of the way before the morning cool was replaced by the daytime heat, reluctantly slid out from. It was a conventional stop of food, sex, and sleep for the two humans. They both woke the next morning in good spirits and quickly ate breakfast and were on their way.Other than a complete lack of live humans to be found at the bomb site, the place was pretty much as they had left it. Oh, there was a hole in the canvas covers near the center of the site and one badly damaged truck that was right under the impact point of the cruise missile. That was all, but Jim suggested that the recovery.