He gently squeezed, tugged and rubbed it's entire surface, trying to pretend he was a speed reader at a Braille Institute Book fair.After they came up...for air and acknowledged some good natured applause from the parking lot audience, Sonny walked Sandy to her car and helped her with the door as she got settled in. He told her that he'd call her in the morning and asked her to drive home carefully. He closed her door and waited for her to leave before walking over to his car and heading home. And while even a hundred “God’s Hammer” attacks could not kill a world’s population, the fact that it affected so many, yet left so many untouched increased the paranoia the attacks caused. A pre-Terran spaceflight dictator once said “A single death is a tragedy. A million deaths is just a statistic.” But even a million deaths is still a tragedy on a world with over 250 million on it, was indeed a tragedy. Because so many were left behind, and most of them had at least a theoretical connection. The last of the three to have entered the room shut the door behind him and locked it. She looked at the three men standing in front of her. They were all between 6 and 62, probably in their mid 20s, neatly dressed in slacks and dress shirts. David had dark brown hair and was the most attractive of the men. The other man, who had sent her her last drink at the bar, had lighter hair, a mustache and glasses. The third man was a muscular black man. David still had Debbie by the hand and he pulled. I broke the kiss, desperate for air. Bec giggled as I stood and removed my shirt and pants. “Shut your eyes and lay here” Bec ordered. Starting to feel my erection growing I did as I was told and laid down. “Open them”. I could hear a sexy tone as she ordered me. My eyes slowly opened to a sight I will never forget. Bec standing in all her glory blonde hair draped over her shoulders, perky breasts, slim lined stomach and a trimmed pubic area which was already showing signs of wetness. I lifted.