" What am I meant to do with this?" I enquire."Why spend it of course!" But where should I put it," I asked, "I don't have a purse." Well, you'll have...to get one then. For the time being you can just putit in your cleavage."With no other choice I pulled the front of my t-shirt down slightly andsecrete the cash between my breast form and the fabric of the brabefore following my boss out of the car.Inside the store, the first thing we looked for was a handbag and apurse. We found a brown leather. I let out a shriek followed a gasp as he quickly rotated his chilled hands on my uncontrollably throbbing clit. His hand skills were incredible. Sadly, our confrontation was ended due to a tedious phone call. It was my little brother calling. I didn’t answer the phone because I couldn’t readjust my voice quick enough. When the phone stopped ringing, I quickly readjusted my skirt and looked at Ryan, who kissed me then stepped back to slowly lick his fingers. He inched toward me to whisper, “I. Like the ships, she could just reset her sensors. I remembered that many of the Emperor’s command crew had PTSD, that an A.I. went in and basically reset part of their brains. I believe that the same thing might work here, though we might have to adjust more for what she experienced.” A now very excited Zimmel was saying.Hartwell was rubbing his chin as he thought back, most of the old command seeming more normal after Shelby and later Mary had gone in. He was nodding his head, about to speak. Nobody said much. It was a joy to watch. About ten minutes later the girls broke their position. They looked around and saw the new guys. Kelly aimed for one and Tricia the other.After quick hand jobs, Tricia laid back on the pool table where Kelly had been gang-banged and let this new guy fuck her. Kelly came up and laid down next to her. She had another anonymous cock enter her. Kelly had no idea how many times she had been fucked or by how many men that night. All Kelly really knew was that.