Hoag pointed out that Jan Tormey, his Staff Captain, was a graduate of Maine Maritime Academy, an excellent school of about half the size of MMA, his ...wn alma mater.Hoag was enthusiastic about extracting from both schools. He explained the various academic degrees and practical training for the students and pointed out the bonus of Maine’s marine studies for use on a new planet. Delighted with the obvious intelligence and beauty in his one-woman audience, Hoag paraded her to the bridge and. ‘Theresa, lie with your head upon my thigh.’ You speak gently, but with domination in your voice. ‘You know what I want from you.’ I slide myself around so my legs are facing the door and my head is resting upon your left thigh. ‘Good girl. That’s my good girl.’ You say as you praise me feeling your hands peel up my tank top and expose my heaving tits to the night air. You grasp both nipples and twist them between your thumb and fore fingers. My hips quivering uncontrollably as I have been. Noah had seen it enough times to chalk it up as a personality quirk.“Cadet Noah, since you’re already standing, why don’t you go next?”Noah retrieved some scrolls and a glass of water. He ran through his alchemy lecture, with Sophia helping him perform the spells. It was basically a dumbed-down chemistry lesson, embroidered with a believable dose of mysticism and speculation. The spells were more basic than those he showed Cyrilo, simply turning water into ice and steam by fiddling with its. . friends, ... men friends," Jacqui had to admit, "and we did ... well ... more or less everything, except I never let anyone up my arse. I had a girl as a room share for a while as well, and we ... played ... a bit," she added."Good," said Martha, "You will find that here you are to be the same as every other woman on Csadia, a whore. The only question is whether for one owner of for a number of men."Jacqui's worst fears had been realised. Everything Kate had told her about life here was.