Trat had no protocol to follow based on the situation he found there. The entire population of Golan was effectively in military and medical quarantin.... His command module was not equipped to fight. His ship was not supplied with enough equipment for himself and the infants to remain hidden.The plan called for the population to accept the babies as their own. When they grew up, they would be introduced, one at a time, to Trat and the command module. Their people would be reborn as a subset of. Both of us become wet by now then I have took her in my arms and moved towards the bedroom,I laid her down in the bed and started removing her jeans while she removed her top, I also get rid of my clothes. We both started kissing each other’s body like animals. After fondling her breast for a while I ask her to sit like a bitch so that I can spank her ass, at first she didn’t liked the idea but after few spanking she asked for more, she was still wearing her bra and panty, and then she removed. "A volunteer," she said with a growl. "No family connections to speak of. Go chat her up. Let me know what you think."My goal, of course, was to converse with the girl horizontally. I approached and was introduced, took her elbow and walked her out to the garden. It was a fine day; the world smelled good. Her low-cut gown all-but framed her jutting boobs and her erect stance with shoulders back and back arched emphasized their size, shape and suckability. I was nearly slavering as her hip. Walking down the street to the academy was just like always. They don't even look at you.Upon entering the gates to the academy you can't help but notice that nobody was here."The hell? Where is everyone?" you say out loud."They are already inside" the voice from behind frightens you.You jump around on the spot.Spiky silver hair, face mask and his headband over one eye. You've seen this man before, this is the Jonin; Kakashi Hatake - The Copy Ninja."Am I late?" you ask"No" he replies in a.