Every thought about pranks and pictures was pushed from her mind, andall she could think about was how good it was to be in the arms of thisbig strong...man. He then took her in everyway that she could haveimagined, with her riding on top of him as a particularly pleasurableexperience."God, your tits are fucking perfect!" The man said as he reached up andcupped them."Yes! Tease my titties! Tease me and fuck me!!!" I'm gonna cum," the man whispered as he grabbed her hips to lift heroff."Yes! Cum. We’ll send several interrogators to help, too, letting you get the prisoners started talking before the interrogators take over. We can send tents and a portable kitchen if you want,” he offered.“Nah, we have enough empty rooms, although we may need to put four guys to a room and they’ll have to sleep in shifts or hot bunk. The kitchen’s big enough to cook for everyone, but the extra cooks will be helpful, especially if you want something available for three shifts of personnel.”“Great, I’ll. "Probably not," Eve said logically. "Most likely it is a memory shaded judgment kind of thing." In a blind taste test I'm sure there are others that would be chosen by someone else." You are way too damn logical," I said."Maxine, it is impossible for one to be too damn logical. I might be too rational for your taste but logical is not a scalable item. You are, or you aren't, there just are no degrees," Eve said.See, even that is too damn logical," I said with a smile."You are hopeless," Eve. Many old and long defunct infantry regiments had been reformed, even if only the size of a reinforced company. Ex soldiers in their fifties, sixties and seventies all came out of ‘retirement’ and found they could help. Suddenly Britain had more trained troops than at any time since 1947. And Thorn’s government knew nothing about it.Oddly, the nightly riots actually helped in the movement of food. Before hand, the patrol had all but blockaded the farms, taking the best food for themselves and.