He kept feeling her pussy’s lips and as he did he studied it. As he studied and felt around it he began thinking… thinking about anatomy, biology ...rom when he was in school. God she is like terrific, he told himself and that’s when he did it. He pushed his fingers inside his pussy. She cried out, quietly, and enjoyed feeling his fingers up inside her. He moved them around, pushing in and out, and hoping he was turning her on.“Lick me will you dear?” she said.Lick her he asked himself. Really,. I decide to take a gamble on telling her about my writing. The word ‘writing’ is a real hit, she lights up and presses me for details. Well… she asked, so I go for broke. I tell her how well-received my Bondage story has been since I posted it on the internet, and I’m just beginning to tell her about the anal sex scene I just wrote when I get a VERY polite smile and she sees a friend of hers who she’s just GOT to go talk to, and she might see me around later, okay? They’re all around me.. Sousa seemed to notice the resignation in her expression and leaned over to pat her on the back.“It’s a shitty situation, I know, but at this point we have to choose between the welfare of these pest animals and the security of the Pinwheel. We just don’t have the resources or the time to find a more humane solution.”“You’re right, you’re right, I’m sorry. Of course the vents must be purged, I will inform Chief Moralez that we’ve found the location of their primary nest, if there are others. "Step forward when your name is called," the Chief Marshal told those assembled, and started reading off names. He read them off in groups of five. The men called forward were then compared to the picture of them on the warrant, handcuffed, and read their rights before the next group of names was called. Dad interrupted the Marshal after the first group of names."Can we transport them for you, Marshal?" Dad asked."Ah ... yes, I guess so! Deliver them to the prison bus. There are guards there.