"We talked on the phone for more than an hour, but didn't really talk about anything interesting. I wondered if her call had left her as dissatisfied ...s it had me? I'd gotten my hopes up when she'd called, but she had never given me any indication that she was thinking about having sex with me again. In some ways I was taking this phone call as a step backwards in our weird relationship.In school, later in the week, Paula Driscoll came to my lunch table and sat down directly across from where I. His helmeted head emerged, but she hesitated once again as he mounted the steps and came into full view. There was a slight limp in one of his legs, his black chest armor was scarred by plasma, and crimson blood was seeping from wounds on his shoulder and forearm. In one hand, he held a tiny knife, its blade wet with Kig-yar blood. In the other, he held the Elite’s plasma rifle, the red glow of its ammo counter indicating that the charge was almost depleted.He had torn through her squad like a. I bent over and kissed the side of her tit. It was soft and warm, and I ran my lips across to her nipples, brushing it slightly with my tongue before putting her whole nipple inside my mouth and sucking hard, using my teeth a little. I slid my left hand across her stomach around her body, bringing her closer to me, as I moved over and began sucking her other tit, fondling and squeezing them. It was amazing to finally be able to kiss and suck her beautiful breasts.Suddenly Tara pushed me off of. It had told her about how it had been opening its self up to new experiences and lifestyle choices and how that it was letting go of past preconceived notions and trying new things. It was even honest enough to admit to her how she hadn’t let its self to consider being with a woman before because of what others might think. It didn’t tell her yet about its choice of a Master/slave lifestyle but it would as they emailed each other more. But it decided that this was something that had to be.