"Still looks military if we are for a racing yacht," observed Cowboy."There's always a market for a military surplus; no, not at the very top of the r...cing yacht market but looking beyond that market, and remember we are developing a craft for a space race."Polack joined them and scissored his legs around the rail,"Thought I heard noises. Whats that? Looks sexy."Slow edged in alongside Polack."What's this, male bonding class? No warship looks 'sexy'. That certainly doesn't, it just looks. She looked at me with a mellow, ingratiating look. "Oh, let them be, Grace. They're so cute together."I smiled at Granny, so absolutely happy that she had confirmed that I could marry my twin sister, Sylvia.Sounds naive, doesn't it? But when you're 10 a lot of things make sense in your head, even if they defy what is socially acceptable. And because you're 10 everything can be seen as innocent play. Since I was a child I've known to whom I wanted to get married. It was not to a man, a groom.... Watching her watch herself. She could not close her eyes, could not look away from her naked, open body reflected back in that cold, revealing mirror. She could feel the ties in her hair, the ones holding her to that horrid chair pull again as he released her braid. She had no room for movement in her head, could not turn away from her own image.She could feel her excitement mounting further as she continued to look at her self, as she had been ordered. The moisture between her legs started to. Im going to cum! the dean cried. The crowd was cheering. Go Dean, fuck her, Go Dean, fuck her… Take my load, take all of my load, you filthy slut…mmm! the dean moaned, and without another moments hesitation his cock exploded with thick white cum. He pulled out of Laura just in time for his cum to soak her pussy outside, spraying all over her, and he moved in time enough so that some of it would soak her boobs. Laura cried out as the spray soaked her, then hung defeated from the sign, moaning as.