Je baise Isabelle avec fougue, imaginant que je suis à sa place, soumis aux énormes bites noires. Le samedi soir durant un dîner aussi guindé que ...uperficiel avec nos « amis », j’explique l’histoire des vendeurs à la sauvette africains de la Tour Eiffel, les décrivant comme une horde barbare qui importune les gentils touristes et j’en rajoute dans les postures réactionnaire comme le bon petit bourge provincial que je suis censé être. Lorsque je reprends le train dimanche soir, je mets la main. I switched to the regiment comm, “colonel Beckman you are in charge.”He nodded as plasma surrounded my capsule and cut the comm signal. I bypassed the anti grav program to keep it from going active and armed the outer heat shield charges. When they fractured and began splintering I detonated the outer shell and the second began heating up. I dialed up the suit coolers as it started to get warm and watched the atmosphere altitude.I detonated the second shell away as I passed through the plasma. There’d be months of questions from friends and then years of people trying to put us back together or set us up with their friends and co-workers who’d be just perfect for us. I didn’t want the string of blind dates and bad attempts to get us back together.”“Yeah,” I said in agreement. “I can understand that.”“Has anyone tried to set you up yet?” she asked tentatively.“I haven’t talked to anyone,” I told her. “My lawyer stopped by with your last letter. That’s it.”“I would have given it to you. The hands in my hair became claws as she gripped it. Her cunt still not in actual contact with my mouth, but the nylon became soaked with her juices; her sweet, fragrant sex juices that I drew out of her and that she gave to me willingly, wantonly even.She was no longer a frightened little girl at a new college, but a woman, a stunningly beautiful and desirable woman.I'd dressed very similarly to her, but in white; a bad choice, I thought because I knew the thong would be soaked already as I.