I had just about decided that the conversation was over for the day, when he spun around and said, "I have one, you know?"I have a magic bullet. We bu...lt it ... upstairs in The Outpost. The people living there aren't like you and me. They can't see the end of their noses, but a couple of them have serious skills, and we isolated a germ, built a replication chamber, and identified an airborne mechanism to distribute it through ventilation systems."As I understand the capacity of the germ, it can. " For a man who has just lost his cherry you're mighty sure of yourself," she said, trying to sound put off, but quickly running over her own classes and realizing it wouldn't hurt to cut them."Yeah, I've been noticing that." He grinned widely, punching the first three numbers on the phone. "It has something to do with this fantastic woman I met last night. She really knows how to build up a guy's confidence."She laughed, unable to maintain her facade of irritation."Give me just a moment. I've. “I’m sorry granny” I apologized, “but…”“No buts” she cut me off mid-way, “taking that thing out in the field… if someone had seen you, what would have happened to our reputation?” she said, feeling ashamed.“I’m sorry Ganga Devi.” I held both her hands, “It won’t happen again, okay?” I pulled granny closer to me, “but you liked it right?” I asked nonchalantly.“Like what?” she said, genuinely confused.“This,” I said, and pulled her closer to press my erect cock against her and started humping. I felt sorry for her because she was like a third class citizen not even good enough to be in the second class status because of her oriental features. She was popular with the military guys on an overnight pass from the nearby base because those guys figured she was not a real American like they were with generational advantage. Sometimes she would play like she didn’t understand English that well and the guys ate it up calling her a “Gook bitch” and other things too nasty to even mention.Her.