Whatever. I’m not big into racial issues or politics. It’s what I do that defines me as far as I’m concerned, not skin color, gender or any othe... unchangeable factor. My parents were model citizens. They were never married but lived together until her death in the line of duty two years ago. As I sit next to a man I absolutely despise, I remind myself that I’m doing this for them. The man next to me is James Holliston. We’ve been flirting and drinking all night. He’s a tall, good-looking. Lightly looking up at you with sad pleading eyes you dont touch me I say my voice barley over a whisper you stroke my cheek looking down kindly your hands begin to travel over my body Im going to touch you as much as I please girl you are mine and you will do best to please me or you will be beat you tell me in a mater of fact tone. And you do touch me my skin warms as you touch my skin. I whimper as your thumbs play with my nipples you feel them grow hard at your urging as you tease me your. No wonder that they were hysterical and refusing to move. ‘Doc’ picked up the older of the two, exited the helicopter and I followed carrying the other young girl. They were both crying and clutching at us as we walked to the medical staff. As soon as they saw the older woman, already in the vehicle, they calmed down and allowed themselves to be placed alongside of her. After they left I retrieved my weapon and walked to my quarters. I field stripped the rifle and thoroughly cleaned it. After. It took away the nasty things, and it apologizes."He couldn't help it. The sylph was hovering at just the right distance to let him behold her in all her glory. She had perky little breasts that quivered from the beating of her wings, long, gorgeous legs, and a face so beautiful it was heartbreaking.The sylph turned back to him and broke out into a knowing smile. She stroked a hand over her hip and asked, "Do you think I'm pretty?"His cheeks warming, he answered, "Very pretty."The sylph.