“We should probably do that,” Joe said.“I’ll leave you to it,” said Liana.“Or you could join us,” Cheryl suggested.“I had my shower.�...“So?”Liana laughed.“Where should we meet you?” Joe asked.“My office is the first door on the left when you enter the Cube.”“We’ll see you there,” he smiled. “Twenty minutes?”“I’ll put things together.”“Good.”When she left, his wives laughed. “She’s perfect,” Cheryl said.“She’s a lovely woman,” Joe agreed. “She’s also a bit like Constance.”“No shit,” said Cheryl.. The funny thing was, as soon as our people showed up, those perimeter guards switched sides! They seemed to hate the priests more than we did. We picked up over 100 trained troops that way, and the priests knew nothing about it. We also picked up something even more valuable: the complete radio protocol used by our enemy. It was not very complicated because of the uniform lack of training, but we did know what radio frequencies to use when the attack helicopters showed up. We hoped to convert. Panties had to have some other reason other than being a last ditch barrier between any prying eyes and her pussy.She laughed to herself. Much more thinking like this and she should probably move to Lower, or even Seaside where clothes were irrelevant. That reminded her. She'd seen a notice about a student exchange program. You could exchange places with another student in another area. She'd looked at the list of places you could do this with, and while Seaside wasn't mentioned, Lower was, and. That summer we were doing our usual BBQ on the beach (our own secluded beach out of the public eye) and were drinking and we did the usual thing of talking about our fantasies. After a few drinks I admitted that I kinda found it a turn on that she fucked another guy, the image of her getting fucked hard by another guys strangely turned me on. 'Really?' she said. 'Yeah. Tell me about it.' i asked. So she told me about it. She was very drunk at the party and had been talking to this tall local.