Not a lot of time to keep count.”I wonder how weird it is to think of someone as an infamous rebel hero, then have them bent over so easily.“So wh...n you're not out doing that,” he says, “you'll be here with your ass open whenever we need you to?”“Yes.”“Yes, what?”“Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.”He opens the door. Armed again, I leave. The wind has died down. I find Cynthia, still wearing her gear, training her crossbow on a nearby windmill. Her kevlar is unzipped.“You shouldn't be exposed out here,”. We get to my friends moms house(who happened to be out of town) that Friday nite. Me and my friend start drinking and his girl calls and says they are on they're way. 30 mins later there is a knock on the door and they're here. I take a look at his girlfriends friend and I'm like...ok she is sexy as hell. She was a BBW(at the time I really wasn't into them) she stood 5'8, 36D breasts, long brown hair and the most sexy green eyes I had seen. We introduce ourselves and sit on the couch and make. I now popped the large button at the front of her Jeans, with this undone, her shirt could easily be pulled out and I flipped it open. My, oh my what a sight. My right hand cupped each small mound in turn, my thumb flicking each nipple."Please no," she said, her eyes now tightly shut, but I wasn't going to stop now. My hand left her small tits and moved south, over her flat middle and then under her Jeans and Knickers to her pussy."No, no, you mustn't," her tears starting to run down her. Also, not required, but strongly recommended, was a low power transmitter putting out a broadband claim announcement.Realizing that he was probably being tracked, and possibly targeted, Jimi keyed up his broadband transmitter.Chapter 3“Scout 289 from the independent ship ‘Sutter’s mill.’ calling the claimed roid, I’m orbiting.”Jimi waited a minute or two, then repeated his hail. After getting no response, he double-checked the radio settings and tried two more hails. Still getting no response,.