My name is Joey. I'm a second year masters student in the bassoon department, and your dorm director."Emily listened as the group of mostly first-year... followed Joey's example. As expected, most tried to trump the previous speaker with their summer highlight."My summer highlight was attending a masterclass by Perlman..." I played a recital in the Weill Recital Hall at Carnegie..." Blah, blah, blah..." Emily Rathbourne, first year, French horn, and playing beach soccer every night was my summer. " My pussy was flowing with juices and had an intense orgasm. However he wasn't quite finished with me.He pushed me down onto my knees and I could feel the cold pavement beneath me. He then started to thrust his cock in and out of my mouth. I could hear him gasping as I took him further and further into my mouth. "Faster, faster. Deeper, deeper," where the only commands he gave me. He was holding my hair and pulling me harder and faster into his cock until he finally blew his hot load straight. She closed the program, and shut the terminal down. Luisa stood, stepped over to the narrow locker next to her bunk, and took out a small, flat box imprinted with the shield of the Martian Defense Force. She pressed her right thumb onto the center of the emblem, and the box popped open with a soft click. The interior was lined with a soft synthetic cloth with some rather special properties. She placed the datacard and the datachip containing the drawing into the box and closed it. She returned. They advanced.Lucy bent down, snagging a dagger from a fallen woman. She tensed on the balls of her feet. I faced my cousin, my heart pounding. Fear twisted through my stomach. My ears pricked. Where were they?“Yes, you thought to stab me in the back after I killed my mother,” Kushini said, advancing on the balls of her bare feet, slicked by blood. “You thought you could use me to kill my own mother.”“And you thought to use me, too,” I shrugged. If this was my death, I would face it with all.