After all, it isn’t like they’re human. What’s it like?”“The killing?”“No, the sunlight, the fresh air, and everything we haven’t had ...or 10,000 years,” Andrea said.“It’s a new quality, the light is brighter, things are beautiful. It’s wonderful, the air is so…” Penelope paused looking for a word to describe it, “pleasant when the wind blows lightly over your flesh. I don’t remember any of it, being out here is…new. The killing is the best—its be so long, but it all came back to me. I’ve missed. All the while Ms. O’Negai kept driving her hips upwards, her fingers gripping her nipples as she came. He pulled back again, then fell forward, feeling her overflowing insides leaking to coat his balls. His head lay against her sticking breasts, each of them panting for breath. Her arms held him as she murmured nothing words into the air.They may have lain like that for only a few minutes when Ryan felt her stir underneath him. He pulled back, his flaccid cock slipping from her body. She stared. The other half was going to be a commercial style kitchen/canteen area. We couldn't pretend to seat three to four hundred people here for meals, but maybe we could prepare them here and then roll them outside for ad hoc service elsewhere. Upstairs on the second floor, we planned eight compact but functional private apartment units for senior staff (like Jason, who was now willing to more or less live here now), and upstairs on the third top floor a cubical-like barracks area for accommodations. After all, he could see for himself now that he was filling the door way. “What the fuck was that all about?” I grumbled, keeping my temper in check as he patted me on the head with his huge paw and made himself at home. “Think that was a hit. I might have gotten someone a little pissed at me the other night,” He admitted, doing his best to sound sheepish. Quite honestly, it came off as kind of menacing, so I didn’t ask for details. “So, they can’t read addresses?” I slumped down in the space.