"My great-grandson craves acceptance. He also craves punishment. He knows whathe is ... and he hates himself for being that way. So if you can show...cceptance of his ... his sexuality, as the psychiatrists put it ...he'll come out of his condition sooner."King wrinkled his brow. "Acceptance?" Yes. You see ... oh, how shall I put this?"The Admiral took over. "Ensign, we want you to make love to DameDeLancey's great-grandson, much as you did in the video."King nearly stood in horror. "No. “Fucking fattie cow keeping yer money to yerself”!! She poked me right in the tit and that point I flushed red in rage so I pushed her hard. She fell back on her arse as I yelled at her to get lost. She sprung to her feet and grabbed the back of my coat. I wriggled out of it and she sort of fell back. I went to slap her but she grabbed my arm. With her other hand she grabbed the bottom of my dress and as she continued to fall back. The zip on the back my dress gave out under the strain of. Now she was ready to play with us.No we (boys) decided on whatsapp that the actor from her team will never accept the answer and will make them lose.So to give you guys an idea she had only 4 pieces of cloth on her body which were t-shirt, bra, shorts and panty.In the beginning she was very comfortable stripping her t-shirt and give us a view of her bra but she decided to cover using a bed sheet and none of us said anything.During next round she was a bit hesitant to remove her shorts but. Now we can say we kissed on the White House grounds." We aren't on the ground yet," replied Samantha quickly. "We still have twenty feet to go." Picky. Picky. We will be in a minute." Maeve. Tara. Is your group ready to exit?" asked Joyce."Yep." Let's do it." On Joyce's command the Shuttle AIs let the shuttles settle until they were just above the ground. Hovering just inches off the grass, the doors opened and a ramp extended until it was just touching the ground. With that, they began exiting.