"But she insist that she was raped by the Chief, and we have to pursue the matter to the end." I know," she said. "But if we're wrong, we'll be puttin... a black mark on an innocent man." so, what do you want to do?" He asked of his partner."I guess I'll have to continue with my cover," she answered him."Anything happening there?" Harm asked."Well, I had my first initiation last night," she told him."Really?" He responded quizzically. "How was that?"She didn't want to go into too much detail. She flopped back, unable to hold herself up anymore. Her other hand smacked the table. “Fuck!” Will’s hat hit the floor, forgotten.He slid his fingers into her wet opening and curled them to pull on the inside of her pelvic wall, tugging firmly in a quick forceful pulse. She lost her mind. Her hips bucked off the table, her back arched. Her heels dug a bit painfully into his back, her thighs clamped on either side of his head. Both her hands gripped her breasts through her blouse. His hand kept. ”“So you got your own harem?” she asked. “Stealing your friends’ mothers?”“Oh, they’ll get their moms back,” I said. “Sluts in the Mother Fucking Club are open for any members to fuck.”“Wow,” she said, her voice tight. “Oh, wow, that’s so hot. You’ve truly made even your own mother into a slut.”“Well ... her pussy is off limits until I breed her, but the rest of her...”“Ooh, yes, yes, you have to breed your mother,” she moaned, her voice so thick and throaty. She clung to me so tight. I felt. Her lightsaber rested in her hand, inactive but ready. She smiled happily as Larian’s rifle made its steady, dedicated pulse each time it was fired. She relaxed into the Force, drawing on it as she had not had the time to do lately. She was unaware of how long she knelt like that, listening absently to the pulsing thump of the rifle, the screams of the battle and the detonations of the continuing over flights of the bombers. Without knowing why, without even questioning it, Reanne spun to her.