She was looking at me as the man raised his head and from his vantage point could see directly up Leasa’s dress. He was drooling, salvia running fro... his mouth, teeth discolored from a considerable period of neglect, eyes blood shot and a bottle wrapped in brown paper between his legs. He lifted the bottle offering Leasa a drink. The bottle hit her thigh and she had to spread her feet slightly to maintain her balance. In doing so, it afforded the guy a generous view of her pussy. All the guy. It could be a university, if you choose it to be, teaching a myriad of subjects.”“But I know nothing about these subjects,” Jeff protested. The goddess silenced him gently, pressing a finger to his lips.“Do you remember the great ship you arrived in?” she asked him. Jeff nodded.“Do you remember what a computer is?” Béla continued, knowing that a direct question regarding certain subjects defeated any mind-wipes the Praetor may have performed on him.“Yes,” he said, thinking hard. “It’s a. .. dripping down... on top ofyou... and running in rivulets... all over you.. down your flanks... andsides... and then suddenly... and with a particularly deep.. and painfullunge... you can feel Him... as He tenses... and shudders... lewdly...cursing you... for being such a white tease anyway... as he grips...your fucking naked flesh... in His hard and hurting hands... as Helurches... one last time... gasping in His sexual need... and thencums... deep inside you... filling you up... humiliating. But what about cute little Cindy? Our daughter, now off at college — learning to be a chemist or some damn thing — used to have this cute little yellow bikini; a bikini I forbade her to wear it was so damn brief. I wouldn't let my own daughter wear it, (though I'm sure she did when my back was turned, or when she was off with her friends, ) but I really wanted foxy little Cindy out of her jeans and floppy T, and into some form-hugging yellow!"C'mon Dave," — me, Dave — "Little Cindy hasn't got.