"Soon we were on the plane home, and another successful trip was over.The next couple of weeks were busy at the office. It was the start of the third ...eek since our last trip. Marcy dropped in for coffee break on Monday.She sat my cup on the desk and sat down.I looked at her, and as soon as she saw me looking she said "I am getting a little impatient for another trip. I guess I need a little excitment."I nodded and said "Then time to book L.A. We fly out on Wednesday morning, so get to it."She. A smile slowly crept across his face as he continued to look into her eyes. He slowly pumped the finger in and out of her pussy, causing her to blush. She was wet, she realized. How could her body react like that to something so disgusting??You’re not a moo cow at all,? he taunted her as his stubby finger pumped in and out of her. ?You’re my little moo slut. But don’t worry. I know how to take good care of moo sluts.? Her cheeks were burning crimson from shame at this point as he saw him. ”We were still friends. One was just a little wilder than we were used to.... Saturday, after we arrived at our destination, we were separated into two teams. Deke captained one side and Jackson the other. We gathered inside Joliet’s abandoned prison an hour southwest of our usual training facilities.The USPRA announced that parts of the inside of that facility could be booked by Hunters in preparation for Indigo runs, but only by teams that had completed at least three runs of Indigo level. Feigning embarrassment, she hastily grabbed the sheet and recovered herself. “Oops,” she said, covering her mouth with her free hand.“Oh yeah!” Blake railed, his voice breaking, “Now if you could have just left the sheet in your lap... and it’s not like you’ve never bared your tits to a couple of guys before. On the boat, that time, you were even dancing topless. Were the guys bare-chested too?”“Uh huh, but we never did slow-dance. The rain came first.”“But you would have?” Tommy questioned,.