Yes, my analytical personality means that I'm constantly evaluating my environment and the people in it, both human and four-footed. I just set my pre...udices aside as best I can and see what's there. Soon we were at Conference Room Four and confronted by a large red-headed man in a Marine uniform. I disengaged myself and snapped to attention, rendering a hand salute as was US Army custom."Why the fucking hell are you naked!" The Marine's high-pitched voice reminded me of surviving recordings of. .. I don't even uhhhh, know your name." The dusky girl's silver-ringed nipples were rubbing against her own, making her feel so excited.The girl's hand slid between Alexa's thighs to tenderly stroke her hot sex then her dark, almond-shaped eyes widened with delighted mirth. "You are very moist, my sister Alexa! And as a slave, you have many sister-slaves all around the world. And as for me ... I have many names, none of them my own but you may call me 'Cally' if you wish..." The girl had a. Karen then suggested that she and I should take a walk down to the river to breathe and get some fresh, if warm, air. I agreed that I needed to 'get off my butt' after all my studying. I was wearing gym shorts and a t-shirt. Karen had on some long tights and a t-shirt. She then said she was going to change into something more appropriate for the now-warm morning. She soon returned from her room wearing some very short shorts and a tank top that didn't reach all that far below her breasts. . She’s the one I give all of your presents to.” Ashley stopped for a moment then took a deep breath and continued. “Ron is a gigolo and con man and I have been drawn into that life too. When we first got to town he identified your wife Candice as a mark while we were running a separate con at the same time. He told me that I needed a mark too, but I can’t just fuck anyone like he apparently can, so I did some research. Not intending to target Candice’s husband I found you as the only potential.