Threshers, they breed quickly, and are always wanting more slaves to help the hive as we say. At least here you will have a nice place to sleep. Well,...at least a few of you will, someday. He pointed through the cage at one of the shorter smaller girls, blonde hair curling down to her waist. Come here girl, if you know whats good for you He sneered at her. She shuffled her way towards him. She stood with her hands clasped in front of her, her head down. He opened up the cage and swiftly grabbed. I milled around, bored and lonely, and then I saw her. Nicole was chatting with some of her fellow Army brats, and our eyes met. She was taller than her friends, slender with long dark blonde hair. We exchanged smiles, and I walked towards her. This was most unusual for me, because I was always shy around girls, especially pretty ones. I guess I figured I had nothing to lose, being away from home and all. She stepped away from her friends, and smiled as I approached. She said hi to me, and I. Slowly, she approached the table on which I had set the candle. As she stepped more fully into the light, I could see that her hooded winter coat was old and still bore the snow which had fallen on her in what could have been no more than thirty minutes or so outside. But I was stunned that she had not worn pants — instead, she wore a dress or a skirt. Even stranger, instead of boots, even stylish boots, she wore low heels. ‘What the –‘ I stopped myself before I said something entirely. With her voluptuous, mature body temporarily satisfied, Rachel quickly got ready for work. Due to her impromptu masturbation session she was late and had to dress quickly. Firstly, she pulled on a black half cup plunge bra, then a pair of small black lace panties.When she updated her nightwear Rachel had done the same in the underwear department, throwing out all her old boring undergarments and replacing them with sexy push up bras and sheer lacy panties. She enjoyed knowing that under her.