‘Ohhh!’ she said, ‘Is that what I taste like?’ ‘Yes, it is,’ Ben replied. ‘Do you like it?’ ‘I taste good,’ Cynthia said after she...finished cleaning his face off with her tongue. ‘You certainly do,’ Ben agreed. Cynthia made a thrilling discovery when she pressed against him. His newly risen cock was pressing against her soft belly. ‘You’re hard again!’ she exclaimed. Ben nodded. ‘It does feel that way, doesn’t it?’ he said. They began to make love again. Their hands moved over the other’s. I stood in the bubble and watched the defiant display and singled out one of them as she led them in protest cheers in the center of the day room. Looking at the screen with all of the cell’s mugshots on them, one Tabatha Gray matched the head cheerleader agitating them on. With that knowledge, I had the door opened up.“Tabatha Gray?” I bellowed, and the chants diminished to a halt.“Fuck authority!” she called back, receiving cheers from her gathering and they started chanting her words. When they'd just been earnestly discussing whether Rajata should accept an offer from a bunch of uniformed nutters to go half way across the galaxy and ... start a revolution. With the active consent of the powers that be, apparently – which, she felt, would certainly be revolutionary...The thought made her laugh and Sonja patted her hand, tenderly. Sonja wasn't used to seeing Rajata breaking down like that – hell, she wasn't used to seeing Rajata full stop, these days – and she'd been more. David even noticed some vast fields of what looked like wheat and other cereals.He had been relieved that God had somehow re-united him with Beckie and with the horse that carried the replicator on its back. One of his first tasks had been to quickly order up another P14 handgun to replace the one he had dropped before jumping into the river.Now as he walked David had his eyes scanning for any suitable game he could kill to keep himself in food. He was also on the look out for a suitable place.