” “How do you reckon that?” asked William, genuinely interested. “Because I’ve dealt with them before. Just find the right things that can s...t them off, and they won’t have anything to say in return. They’ll just try to hit you and try to make you fear them, just like how an animal will do its best to scratch you with its claws if you hit it where it hurts.” “I still don’t get it, but I think what you’re trying to say is that bullies are asses because they’re messed up inside?” “Yeah. If you. Reaching into the drawer, she pulled out a familiar sight: a tapered vinyl anal plug with a slim ring on the back end. It was a glossy black instead of the obscene pink color I was familiar with, and it was a lot thicker in diameter than I'd expected."Would you like some anal sex?" I asked her, slowly stroking my finger in and out of her squeezing anus.She turned back, the plug in her hand, and said "Well, to be honest, Fritz .. I'd rather not? I mean, if that's okay with you?" She smiled. "The young man looked around in surprise at the crowd of people in the command post, but then turned to look at Yvette as I joined her. "We have found a number of serious breeches that make travel around the ship unsafe. However, damage control believes that vocal communication can be restored in one hour," he reported.I sighed just as Tiffany shouted. "Call for you James!" and switched on the overhead."James!" Admiral Himmel's voice cried. "Tell me you have status!"I sighed. "Some good, some. The fact that I had the advantage of a Monday morning quarterback to critique the error in fortifying the wrong hill was nothing to be proud of and I kept my mouth shut because I was afraid I might be mistaken for a spy due to my unfortunate German sounding name and the fact that I spoke English with a decidedly British manner of speech. That came more from my British nanny than from anything else and I never lost that form of diction even when I spoke other languages learned later at the.