I knew I only had options in theory, not in practice, I knew I could never have the strength to walk away from this. From him. I had imagined this day...for too many years. I grasped the cool metal, turning it slowly, drinking in the anticipation. The door swung wide, I could see him, perched on the edge of a broad white bed. Strong tanned hands either side of him as he peered out of the open window at the summer evening. The door startled him and he turned around, the sight of me, standing. Brigitte stood there in just her stockings and suspenders, her fingers reached for her pussy and she stroked them over it, wetting her outer lips with her own juices. She sat back down on the sofa and started to finger fuck herself. “She‘s a dirty bitch, isn‘t she,” I said to Steve, as I pulled his pants down all the way to the floor. He stepped out of them immediately. “Fucking dirty,” he replied. I remember his breathing had increased. It was heavier, more laboured. My hand job was having an. Our husband has said that we will all go through the course, and he is expecting good scores from everyone.”“What? Mom, crap. That’s not fair...”“Jeff didn’t leave me any wiggle room. You’re the best of us wives with a handgun or pulse rifle, and you darn well know it, so you’re the logical one to get her through this. All our husband’s women will pass the course, and that includes his future women. You have until sometime in the fall to get her qualified. I suggest that you have a talk with. We don’t want a world filled with redheaded stepchildren. We need to manage the breeding with dominant characteristics that will eradicate the inferior genes.”“Dr. Pius, how are the initial phases of the insemination project progressing with donations from the sperm banks? Our records show that over a million different donors are represented in the sperm that was seized in this country alone.” Foster Sporu asked. As SORDID Chief of Staff he needed to maintain tight control over the two main.