‘If you want to…’ Natasha started to say, but was cut off as Rhiannon pulled her into their room. ‘I take it you have no objections to this or...us’ Natasha asked her. ‘I want you to make love to me until we can’t move.’ Rhiannon told her as she shut the door to the room. Natasha moved her hands down Rhiannon’s body and up under her shirt, pushing the shirt over her head, revealing a blue Chinese dragon tattoo that went from her nipple to wind around and end at her belly button. Natasha stepped. She was asking me to squeeze the same and was holding me tightly.Then I just moved my fingers on her tits and also made circles on the outer ring of areola. Now she was not allowing me to go. She was making me squeeze the boobs and also when I sucked the small boobs, she was pressing my head tightly and not allowing me to take my head out of that place.Later I just went to her stomach and kissed her. She was moaning. Then I slowly touched her pussy which had fine and curly hair on her pubic. There were no humans involved in the raid on the House of Joy, only seven-foot high metal policebots. Five of them arrived to take Martha into custody charged, they said, with running a brothel and with forcing girls to work in it. She was, by this time, resigned to going to jail, perhaps for some years; at least she wasn't just being killed without warning, as the Director had been.Eventually the aircar stopped and she was hauled out of the cell and pulled at a run through some corridors to a. I wondered at there presence this morning, as they had already become quite the social gadabouts here in the valley. They were seldom beside Eliun's fire, preferring to wander from home to home, even to the hermitage itself, visiting with the residents, gossiping, speculating, and always listening, listening, listening to the tales these ancients were glad to tell."I've been told I have had good instruction," I said with false modesty. "and that I have been a good student of arms." Hmmm. Show.