"Who are you?" I'm a soldier, a Continental," I said. "My job is to kill them, all of them that will not leave." Oh," they both said, taken aback, bli...king."Goodnight, girls," their mother said. "He and I must talk. You may read for a while."They rose, kissed her cheek, glanced at me, smiled and hurried away, jabbering at each other, petticoats and pinafores flapping."I don't envy you," I said.She just shook her head. "They say my man was killed up north, with Montgomery. They buried him in. "Jerk off for me and by the time your done, I'll be ready to fuck again."Sounded fair to me, so I pulled my cock out of my pants and started yanking...truthfully, I was so horny by that point that I knew I wasn't gonna last to long anyway...but I hadn't gone two minutes before she had reached down and started fingering herself again. We sat there, me on the coffee table facing her about four feet away, and just as she could tell I was gonna come, she slipped her fingers out of her pussy and. "Yes, it'll work," he announced to nobody. Turning to the meeting, he conversationally announced, "Clara Barton." The individual or the ship?" Major MacAllistor asked, puzzled."The ship. It's functionally identical to the Auroras, and has to ship out to Atlantis for training anyway. The pods are just configured to be wards and treatment areas, not housing. We'll have her borrow 70 pods from the asteroid belt production facilities, and pick up the hospital ship pods on her way to her duty. “And you have already met my good friend and housekeeper, April,” Andrea said, reaching out to hug the woman who had met them at the front door. Both of them nodded to April, while Haley wondered at the appropriateness of this blatant act of physical and friendly casual contact Andrea was exerting toward her employee, as she tried to contemplate the reference to April as a ‘good friend’ as well as housekeeper.“Now, please allow me to introduce my good friend, and a classmate of mine at.