]Sighing Sub-Commander Triot nodded as he started to issue orders. Sam was about to start moving forward when the entire fleet turned each ship slippi...g into hyper-space.[Perhaps you aren’t as stupid as I first thought you were.] Sam said as he accelerated toward the last of the worlds before the triad corner world.Landing lightly he saw that the IP had been here also. Looking around he could see that all the grey people here were absolutely terrified. Sighing Sam tried to keep his anger under. That was strange. I could feel she wasn’t listening to what he was saying, but more like the way he was saying it and probably studying his body language too. She wasn’t really concerned about the subject, having a kind of confidence that what she knew already was more than enough to pass the class.She simply didn’t feel like a college girl. There weren’t any of the usual college girl feelings in her, such as checking out the guys, looking for friends, or the concerns of how to organize her. He doesn’t want me. Realizing hopes and dreams were smothered, I bit back tears while pulling apart the broken plywood of the futon. If you’re a woman or have ever been a woman, you know that crying while redecorating is a cleansing process. Women better than myself have torn down tapestries, repainted walls, and erected mausoleums in order to restore order to their lives. I was kicking a POS plywood futon to the curb. Order wasn’t exactly restored, but it was a start. Heading into work early. I opened my mouth to take the dildo in, but V stopped short, holding it under my nose. I inhaled. The aroma was magnificent. It smelled like dirty sweat – dirty girl sweat. It smelled better than Veronica’s pussy or ass had ever tasted. At last, she let me take the whole toy into my mouth like a pacifier. I held the hilt between my teeth for a few seconds – as long as V would let me – it tasted like desire – and then it was gone again. I smiled and said “thank you.”“No talking,” V scolded me.