Susan did what she had to, and earned the first set of pictures back that night. I'm proud of her.That's where we came Full Circle. Susan got pregnant...that night. The cheating, virtual rape, unnatural sex acts and pregnacy was too much for Susan; she finally decided to divorce me. She was stunned to learn that I would receive half of everything she owned + would get alimony for 1 year. Finally she decided that it was worth it, anything to be rid of me. Poor Susan, it was not going to be that. She had seen the two ships explode but like most Tandra, she ignored the incident other than subtract the number of viable fighters her side had. She may have been one of those now fighting or possibly killed but she knew now that she had never put the amount of effort in to gaining those positions. The competition for those positions was so strong that deaths had occurred in just the choosing.When her watch was over she surrendered her position to another eager Tandra wanting a closer view of. You wave your hand with only 3 fingers up in your signal that you cannot take another second and I release, pulling out of you as you fall to your side flat on the bed desperately trying to catch your breath…. I remove your hood and gag as you gasp hard for the fresh air and freedom…. “you are far from done my dear…” I tell you as I straddle your face taking away that freedom as quickly as you got it. As you go to town eating my wet cunt, tasting my skin for the first time, you bring your arms. I had been surprised when Annabelle Jackson and her husband arrived in St. Louis. She began publishing weekly articles about us for Harper’s Weekly. After three weeks, she asked if I would allow her to visit Libertyville and write about life there. The next day, she and her husband were aboard one of our trains headed for Libertyville. Evidently, she was making far more money selling her accounts than they had ever earned publishing a newspaper in Vicksburg.I did correct one thing, though. I.