"You can if you want, but you don't have to," Kari said. "She packed an overnight bag and is heading over to your house." Presumptuous little thing, i...n't she?" I asked."Just eager," Kari said. Then she laughed. "You haven't even let the poor girl touch herself for over two weeks! I would curl up and die if I had to abstain for that long!" I guess I shouldn't talk," I said. "It's rarely a day that I don't get some." Just expect a sex starved little slave girl," Kari said."Oh, well. I guess I'll. Quin watched Adele's plump bottom when the girl moved past him uncertainly, his hand moving to his groin.The old man was still squeezing himself through his trousers when Adele turned to face him.'What are you doing?' she asked, aghast. 'Oh, God,' the girl moaned. 'I don't want to be here. This is just ...'Quin moved into the room. 'I'm sorry ... 'It's ... You're ...' He sighed resignedly. 'I can't help it,' he in a voice thick and treacly with lust. 'Looking at you, so ... so ...' he touched. ..good. Ahhh... Unh...mm! Mm! MM! AHHHhhhhhh....! Oh, that was excellent, my dear. You’re an angel. Oops, good timing too—here comes our dinner, I believe. Better tidy yourself up and get back in your seat. Here’s my napkin. I’ll take care of my trousers. Quickly now... ------------------------------------------------- Everything looks wonderful, Bradley. What? Oh, I guess I’ll have the Roquefort dressing on my salad. Violet? Oh, I forgot—she. Walking in the suit produced an odd sensation as the hair-thin mesh stretched and relaxed. It wasn't exactly cumbersome or uncomfortable; it was just — different. Each weapon or piece of equipment the trooper wore had its own specially designed smaller piece of mesh. A helmet software update was the first thing on the agenda in order for the various pieces of equipment and the wearer's suit to be controlled properly by the helmet.Although the General and several of the troopers had been.