She woke softly, too drained to speak and too thirsty to question his motives, sucking eagerly at the water. He next fed her a piece of bread before g...ving her more drink, but now from a wineskin instead. She was unwilling to take any at first but he persisted. He knew she wouldn't need much as she was not a drinker, but he wanted her just drunk enough to keep her body relaxed and memory foggy. He put the skin down and undid his pants. He fed her leftover chicken before positioning himself. I smacked her thighs, telling her to spread them, and while she resisted for a few moments, she knew that I was inevitably going to be inside her. She spread her legs, and with a deep breath, I penetrated her, burying my manhood up to the base in her slit. She cried out from the sensation, having forgotten what it felt like to be fucked, and feeling overwhelmed with shame and revulsion.It was easy for me to set myself in a good rhythm, pushing down on her back to keep her pinned while my lap. "My friends," he began, "as we prepare to end this morning's service andgo out to enjoy this glorious day that our Lord has given us, I remindyou that there is work yet to be done. The town council will be meetingWednesday in this very room to consider our petition regarding ShamusO'Toole's foul brew. I ask you to join with me Wednesday night to showyour support for this measure. And I invite you to join with me now insinging a most appropriate closing hymn, 'Song of Exodus.' Yes, sing. “Thank you, Sir.” “Good job on fixing our engine problems yesterday. Appreciate it.” Trelkor let go of his hand. “At ease. Do you have any previous military experience?” Jericho nodded, relaxing a bit. “I served as a combat engineer during the Lycunin invasion.” Trelkor nodded thoughtfully. He coughed, but regained his composure. “I'm putting you on our mobile strike-force. They need someone who knows their way around computers and turrets and drones. Dismissed” Trelkor saluted Jericho, taking.