. she must be a whore... dressing like a streetwalker in a business like ours'. They criticized her tits on display and her abbreviated attire. (Methi...ks they protesteth too much... to paraphrase Willie Shakespeare's apt comment.) They'd have loved a glimpse of her knickers and garter belt as much as they drooled over her knockers... I sure as Hell would!I defended my new friend as best I could with retorts like, 'Hey, she's an artsy craftsy type, and dresses accordingly... besides, you'd throw. We're pretty much fucked!" Christina gritted herteeth."Only Cybertronics staff can access the elevator right?" Jenniferlooked back at the fast repair station deliberately.Christina understood.Jennifer waited anxiously at the elevator; she heard the muffled blastof an ion phaser and then Christina returned. She was dragging thebloody stump of Allan Woking's forearm, which she waved across theelevator sensor. The call light lit up and a bell dinged as the carapproached.Christina waved Allan's. "His sister-wife ground her face harder on Christy's tongue, her budding breasts jiggling as she worked her hips. He loved watching his sister and he fucked the concubine beneath him harder. Alexina gasped, her body shuddering and her pussy milking his cock, eager for his load of hot cum.Kyle groaned and erupted into her pussy, the cold all forgotten in the bliss of Alexina's cunt.He needed more. His concubines had risked so much for Aaliyah. They deserved this indulgence. He crawled over to. . Art?"I stood and fetched the pan from the stove. "I did. I'm glad you like it. Would you like some more?" I didn't wait for an answer, but filled her bowl again. She looked up at me and her eyes were glistening with tears. As I watched, they overflowed and twin trickles flowed down her cheeks."Thank you."I could hardly hear the words.We finished the soup between us and she made a couple more rolls disappear. I was going to try to get some more of her story, but I could see her eyelids.