I kept silent, deeply embarrassed by my predicament.My thoughts returned to the gunfight. I should have fought back. Eduardo was right, I had wimped o...t. Better had I taken a bullet in the shoulder, as Jim did, then end up as Josie's living Barbie doll.After selecting a half dozen bras, a dozen panties, and several slips, half-slips, a teddy, a ruffled nightgown, and a number of pairs of pantyhose, it was time to select my "outfits"."So," Kara asked Josie, "what most becomes Thomas, skirts or. My breathing is deep and ragged, my nipples are hard as rocks beneath my tshirt, and I am completely wet. I open another, and let my hand slide down my body. I read this one more urgently, desperately searching for the sexual scenes. When I finally find them I read each line over twice, gasping quietly as my finger finally makes contact with my clit. Shocks flow through my body, and a fire is growing deep within my body.The urge to orgasm is more than I can take as I continually read the story.. Jack spread his feet, braced his weight, and spun. Steve swung around him as his feet came off the street and stuck out with inertia, and Jack let go of his hand when he collided with Kass. A beautiful side-on collision that had them both rolling over the asphalt like fucking dolls. And hey, the knife was out of Jack’s hand too, so that was nice. He watched, happy tickles working up his spine, as Steve and Kass rolled over the street hard enough to tear open skin.And then thud, something hit. ..Or at least it seems to me that from what I've heard that the Sa'arm would pursue a fleeing enemy. Maybe not so hard as they would work to overcome a strong point, but still I can't imagine that they would lack the imagination to be able to see that having whatever was throwing rocks and energy weapons at them leave the battlefield would enable that enemy to regroup and fight another day. Or to put it like one of the funny songs that Master Will liked to listen to, "He who fights and runs.