Long black hair. Goddamn. I couldn't believe this was happening. All I kept thinking was someone is going to walk in, I cannot answer a question about...what the fuck I'm doing, and life is over as I know it.Justine turned around, tried the shower water, and turned back. She stared at me. She blushed."Your turn," she said.I didn't know what she meant.She glanced down. And I realized what she meant. Jesus. Was I really fucking going to do this?I reached down and pulled off my boxers. I stood. “They can get air-recon any time but no, they decide that they need some poor-sons-of-bitches like us to make a mad dash all the way the hell out here and have a little picnic,” He sat back against the wall of the Access and cradled his M-32. “Those miserable, bug-loving, smleck-eating bastards can do it themselves if they’re so curious.” “It’s not what they know that Command is worried about.” Krays said and thought, no worries as long as they’re complaining. He focused his optics on the. I told her that sounded nice and I would go. Tonight I would unpack and get to know Bree. We talked about high school, upcoming classes and events we were interested in. Bree then asked me what my preference was, I was puzzled, preference to what. She asked me if I liked boys or girls or both. I had always loved girls but never acted upon it. I told her I was still a virgin, and that really peaked her interest. She said she could help me if needed. I was finding myself being attracted to Bree,. Sitting in the ramshackle local tavern they tried to puzzle their way out of the mess they had found themselves in.The three had been adventuring together for some time, but had yet to build any renown. Their leader was Lady Naomi, a striking figure, powerfully built but with delicate, refined facial features, her fiery red hair flowing in a long braid. Her milky white freckled skin was usually hidden underneath thick plate, with an armoured skirt to improve mobility. In battle she wielded a.