The Halloween revelers were treated to food and drink and loud music and dancing. Mary and Hector studied the dance moves and soon joined in.The gymna...ium rocked with a kaleidoscope of flashing lights and loud brass music and high school students moving wildly. The live band went from music to faster music. And the temperature in the gym went up a few degrees. And as the music got faster and the beat got stronger, fewer students remained on the dance floor.And then Mary and Hector were the. The boredom was gone! Now, this was the kind of fight much beloved by the Saunaians: hand-to-hand, with much dodging and running about. The fighting was mostly individual, with a few small units being engaged as one. This was what the average grunt had signed up for, no more boredom, but the excitement of personal combat.The Militarists had found that the Slayers would not shoot their X-Ray lasers if there was a chance of hitting their own troops, so the trick to neutralizing the tanks was to. "Oh John! Should you be doing that?" Although I really wanted to finish myself off, I asked, "What do you mean?" "'Cause mom blames herself for your relapse, 'cause she fucked you before you were totally well." "Well, I am totally well and ready to blow now," I informed her. "Oh my..." she said as she dropped her bookbag and rushing to kneel in front of me. "Let me," she insisted as she brushed my hand away. She wrapped her tiny hands around my dick and lowered her lips to slurp up the fresh. She said, "That's very nice, Sugarplum." I continued to kiss it, teasing that candied orifice with my tongue. When I pushed my tongue up inside she said, "That's right baby, that's right." With a fingertip I took a dollop of semen from my bobbing erection and smeared it around the edges of the hole. When I pushed the sticky finger inside she said, "That's just okay." She evidently preferred the tongue, and so did I, so I went back to working orally. Laboring as hard as I was, it became.