Not the heroic actions of a military mastermind, but the temporary slavery. Still she had to admit she looked good in the iconic outfit of nerd lust. ...he and her friends had saved for months to go to Dragon-con. Unable to afford a hotel room in any of the 6 hotels hosting the convention in the 2 square blocks of downtown Atlanta taken over by 50,000 nerds every year. They had to resort to getting a cheap motel room within walking distance of a Marta station, and a weekend subway pass. The major. I held her by the ass and thrust myself into her. “Jesus I’m going to cum,” I panted.She kissed me, biting my lips and pushing her tongue into mine. She paused, “not without me.”I gently sat in one of the chairs with her in my lap. She immediately started to rock her hips into me. I held her waist. We were panting, sweating, but loving it. I could tell she was close. Her eyes closed as she rocked against me, her moans amplified. Fuck, she felt amazing. Like she was meant for me. I held her face. ’ You pulled my panties off slowly, taking time to slide your hands over my butt and squeezing them. I was caught between the sweet dread and the growing need for you to touch me between the legs, but both you hands followed my panties down my legs, finally getting it off. I heard it land somewhere in the room. Then your hands were grasping my feet, lifting my right ankle to your lips. You kissed down the inside of my calf, then did the same with my other leg, gradually working your way closer. "How long?" I asked her.She held up three fingers."This is your bed," I pointed to the mat I was, on.She nodded her head, blushing."Where did you sleep, while I was here?" still pointing at the mat.She turned crimson and pointed right next to me.Okay, we had been sleeping together for three days. Too bad I was unconscious!I went to stand up and she jumped over and assisted my efforts. Now that I am standing, I can see that this girl is short. I could almost use her as a crutch. I have to settle.