Ironically, the distance was far shorter than the two usually practiced — almost exactly thirty yards. He should have fired before saying anything. ...hat way, he would have gotten at least one of the two.Jeff had warned him, but they were only women, and Worthington could never believe that they could outshoot a man, even if everything were equal. It wasn’t. He had a pulse rifle trained in their direction, and the movement it would take to bring it to bear perfectly on Arlene’s center of mass. Teresa grinned impishly. “It will make her feel better.”“Good enough,” I said. So I marched into the other room where a group of members were talking, strode up to Kristine, gave her a hug, watching her look of surprise, then exited without a word.I heard giggles, and turned around to see Teresa talking to Kristine who looked a little flushed. And then I knew: Kristine had a crush on me.I get the dates in the sci-fi club. So many that Mike, one of the other members of the sci-fi club that. About once a month or so, the zoo curators will call women who are mainly homeless women that no one will miss. They drug these women and shove them in the cages with the creature. By the time the drug wear off, most of the women have already been penetrated by the creature cocks.This seems to turn the crowd on, watching helpless women having sex over and over by centaurs, satyrs, dragons and gorillas.******************************* stage 3*****************************************Now Dipti was. It was the black one."Tonya." He looked at her surprised."Max, relax. Here put your hands up by your shoulders and let your wristhang limp out the side," she said giving him an exaggerated example ofwhat she was talking about. She gently posed him with both wrist hanging limp. She held his redmanicured fingers for a moment. She then stepped back and looked at him."Now flap your fingers up and down like a little bird for me. Faster.There, and wiggle your toes for me. That is much better. Don't.