” Dave now replied, with a laugh of disgust, “My situation. Ya, that’s a complete fucking mess. We haven’t been together in over a year now.�... His gaze now went back to Erin’s ass. This made it easy for me to make the next move. I asked Dave, “Do you want her?” There was no immediate reply, he was lost in thought, inebriation, and contemplation, and then it seemed to dawn on him as to what I was offering. He turned back to make my stare and asked, “You mean do I want Erin?” I smiled and nodded.. We have to look out for ourselves here and writing a good theme just won't help put supper on the table, especially since you usually have to kill supper. They'd be better off grabbing a bunch of old soldiers if they just want to pick for high survivability." There something odd there too. They won't even consider soldiers. I suggested a few I found and Rosco flat out told me former military training was not allowable." If so then they aren't looking for high survival rates, but I'm about to. She turned to me. "Pull down your underwear and show her."I blanched but did what she ordered. I pulled down my panties and showedher my restraining device. Of course, she saw my hairless crotch at thesame time.The salon operator touched me then grasped it too hard and squeezed.I moaned. I don't know if it was painful but the humiliation wasdelightful. I felt myself leaking. The operator collected it and pushedher now lubricated fingers in my mouth. I squirmed with pleasure andpushed my mouth. After writing two lines, she sat straight up and looked at the two women.“Let’s see.” Charlotte’s eyes unfocused as she accessed her holo display. It was driven by the comm unit hooked over her right ear and extending just past her temple. She saved the document and sent a copy to Luisa. “Any idea what that means?”“No, but...” Luisa eyed the strange characters. “I wonder – it sure looks like...” she cursed her loose tongue and shook her head. “Okay, Charlotte, I need to ask you to keep what I’m.