”Kelly put down the radio and concentrated on the Russians. She used a larger sniper rifle to pick off an officer 300 meters away who looked like he...was trying to organize an assault on her position. She fired at any unbuttoned tank. The controller had said in ninety minutes. She didn’t think she could hold out that long.Seconds later, the ground in front of her exploded. There was a hail of 30mm rounds from airborne Gatling guns in an A-10. She smiled to herself as she realized she had. They were trying to get up nearlycrawling hurrying to get up soon as Jess and the otherladies followed behind taunting them on their redfannies. Once in position, Jess made them reach backand spread their legs and asses so they could have fullaccess to whatever they wished. Jess reached down andshoved a finger up Linda bushy twat with one quickpush.“Oh this cunt has been fucked plenty of times.” Jessremarked wiggling the finger inside. “I think she needsa couple of more. After her so-called mentorand lover had convinced her to change her artistic style, if not hersex, she'd been able to earn barely enough to pay her rent; she ekedout a living, if one can call it that, by skipping meals--a lot ofthem, from the looks of it. She was still sexy as hell, though,despite her extreme slimness, although, now that she was a working girlagain, she'd soon fill out to more feminine than skeletal dimensions;I'd see to that. Her legs were long, slender, and as shapely as. "What our scientists finally determined was that it was an unmanned probe from a distant galaxy!" Hoyle nodded slowly. "That I can accept," he said. "It is a relatively undisputed fact, I believe, that intelligent life must exist elsewhere in the universe." "Nice to think they have it somewhere," I muttered. Hoyle glared at me so I shrugged apologetically. "But," he went on, "whatever it was that came down in Tunguska, all it did was flatten a few trees...is that not so?" "Not quite,".