"You okay?" he asked,."Yes, its fine, don't stop," I pleaded.He started thrusting slowly, but got faster and faster, deeper and deeper with each move....His legs were slapping against my ass and legs. Smack! Smack! Smack! He started screaming insulting, degrading names at me, "take it you bitch! You're my whore! My slut!" Smack! he slapped my ass so hard it stung and I screamed as he fucked me, my ass was red and tinder for days afterward. In and out, in and out, he thrusted, his cock could. I opened the door to my room and the door next to mine opened at the same time. The brunette, whom I vaguely recalled was a healer, smiled and said, "Morning, Thakkor. Feeling delicate this morning?" Just tired. Healing herbs took care of the hangover," I chuckled.The blonde soldier turned to her roommate, a quick flash of a half-smile on her lips. She then looked back at me and asked, "We didn't keep you up, did we?"My still fogged brain finally came up with the two women's names — Cheryl and. I plan on making a frigging war arsenal of cutout military icons. What do you think? I know, I’m on to something. I figure my phony cutout arsenal will dissuade war. They’ll take one look at the million cutout tanks, planes, and ships and go home. Moreover, it is a way for the military to save big bucks by buying recyclable cutout cardboard instead of having to maintain tons of rusting steel. Why spend a billion dollars on one plane when you can buy my fleet of a million cutout planes for a. Hopefully the cord isn't around its neck." She turned to a nurse who was watching some monitors, "How's the fetal heartbeat?" Ragged, not very strong."The doctor looked up at me. "Hold her hand and whisper something nice to her. Help keep her calm. That will help the baby." She spoke to Tina, "I'm going to take it. I don't think we can wait or we're going to lose both of them." The doc said to one of the nurses waiting for instructions, "Bring the C cart stat, let's get this kid."I held Maria's.