When she had been in Korea and heard young men back from the linetalking about how what they had seen was hell on earth, she had notcorrected them. Wh...t they had seen was that for them, but in her silenceshe was grateful for their sake that no matter what they had seen sofar, no matter how terrible it was, they were not even on the samesphere of understanding anything like the lesson that she had learned inApril of 1945.When she was an old man, just before the Shift, the one saving grace. .. except that I’m not a chattel slave. I’m a willing slave!” Sarah told me with kisses, even as we rinsed off and I got ready to shave her.“No need. I get plucked regularly. I pull every body hair out by the roots! Much more effective! I budget for it, even. Trust me, it’s worthwhile for me! Especially for my ass! You were probably a little too heated and busy yesterday to notice, but feel how smooth my butt really is!” Sarah urged me.“Oh, I noticed, trust me! You’re one sleek cutie, though I. I made sort of a circuitous route to the storage location to make sure I wasn't being followed. I went through the security gates and pulled up in front of the unit. I waved for Peanut to pull the Edge out and then backed the Impala in."I picked up the empty shotgun shells and took them and the gun to the Edge and put it all into the other 'secret' compartment. I locked up the storage unit and wished I could get at the tapes of the storage yard's activity.Peanut was still behind the wheel, and. She asked him how badly she was going to get screwed. He stared at her pussy and told her that if that was as good as it looked, she would get screwed very, very well. She giggled and told him that was a wonderful idea. “Since your estimate is already finished, we don't need to use my being naked to dicker over your price. She squeezed her tits and said, “By the way, I don't like to screw. I like to fuck! If you get the job, one of my requirements will be that your crew gets to see me naked,.