She rested her hands lightly on my strapped shoulders."I think we should find her a nice dress," she said, looking back over her shoulder at Mistress ...ive.She turned to face me, her eyes connecting with mine. She was so close I could feel her breath on my lips."Mistress was right, you are going to be so hot," she whispered. "I wish you were one of mine to play with. It makes me wet just thinking of you begging... begging..." Her chest heaved with hot arousal. "... begging so desperately for. The drinks had been covered by the company so we were both thoroughly ripped. I got her up to the room eventually. The last few shot had only kicked in during the cab ride. As we entered the room she went strait to the couch. She wasn't out but she wasn't there either. I decide to coax her to the balcony. The warm tropical air smells so good after the sample I got inside. I am about to stick my finger into her pussy but I get a sudden strong urge to taste her home-style recipe. I lay her back. When John camehome we did not speak until he needed to go to bed when I would unlock hissuspender belt for him. Into the second week of silence things took anunusual turn and John asked if he could wear one of the matching bras withhis panties. I had intended to go down this route anyway eventually and hadcarefully kept all of the bras that matched the panties that John wore.Nonchalantly I threw him all the matching bras from the drawer and watchedas he struggled to clip one of them on. He wore. Except this one was on the battlefield, and didn't get sucked into a wormhole. The base being used to control the golems in the field got hit with an EMP missile. Much like the effect of the first generator exploding in this incident."The scientist looked blankly at the director. "What happened to the golems?"The director pointed at the Mark 2. "Several of them just stopped working, the soldiers got out fine, three of them suffered severe brain damage and the golems ended up with a partial.