That will come later. Like she’s driving a railroad spike, she’ll continue to force the silicone coated machine further into me.The way she touche... me is unbelievable. I could not possibly describe the way she makes me feel sufficiently to convey what it means. I will not be able to look at her while she fucks me, only feel her. She makes a fist in my hair and wrenches me back like she’s using a leash. It works so well that she doesn’t ever need to put one on my collar.Next she’ll start. I ordered another drink and she was there again, pushing her delightfully soft breast into my arm."Look in your pocket Tommy," she whispered and without even thinking about it, I dipped a hand into my pocket and pulled out the tiny scrap of black lace."Very nice mate," said the barman as in my total confusion, I held out mum's fragrantly damp g-string to him."But the gaffer would rather have two pounds, twenty pence in the till if you don't mind."If you've ever seen a traditional, red London. It would give the Flowsman class heavy cruiser a shake up in battle. The basic size of a Carrier will allow it to carry 10 of these Defiant class vessels.They also tell me that the completion schedule for the ships will be one per day. They are running some sort of assembly line process, similar to the way people of Earth build cars. I think the actual build time is more like seven or eight days. But they promise that they will complete at least one ship per day. It's a good thing, as over six. Betty turned, a gleam in her eye."Yes, My initials should do nicely. B.R.S."The mistress nodded to the hooded figure who selected the three metal letters from a tray and affixed them to the tip of a specially modified poker and placed the tip in a fire which roared in a small cauldron."Do you wish to watch?" asked the mistress."I'm afraid Rhonda and I have plans involving a certain sweet young thing and her father. It should be quite enjoyable. I'm sorry you'll miss it, Veronica, but I'm sure.