"They are Vat grown, is the story I have heard" says Rich. He continues on. "So they are biological, but I am not sure that they are human." Hold it r...ght there, mister," Diana says and points an accusing finger at him. "You just can't fling terms like that around. What the hell is Vat Grown?" Yeah, and if they are biological, why aren't they human?" Catherine pipes in.I grin at the two of them as Rich sighs, they have changed so much in the last few days."Vat grown refers to how they were. There was a lot of kissing and groaning from them both then I heard Colin. "Baby you are one hell of a cocksucker, I will blow my top soon if we carry this on." There was a really sloppy sucking noise then Karen piped up. "I want to taste your come honey so bad, but my pussy is aching for that monster too!" "Do you want me to fuck you now and pull out to come in your mouth," Colin enquired, "Because I can honestly get hard real quick and I am a heavy cummer." "That sounds devine but we have all. She was a waitress, from eleven AM until seven PM, in the restaurant, then in the bar from nine until closing time at two AM, slinging hash and drinks fourteen hours a day every day except Sunday. Dottie would have nothing to do with any of the soldiers or the civilians who frequented the places she worked. That is, until the night that Jim Calhoun walked in. He took one look at the big girl and decided that she was the one for him. Jim really courted Dottie. He sent cards and little gifts to. But when they go out for the evening, she got drunk again. And was curled up asleep on the sofa when the three got back in late that night.She half roused when they came in, and was awakened sometime later by the sounds of sex coming from Lee's room. The bed was squeaking rhythmically and Haley was evidently a moaner. She lifted her head groggily, "...the fuck?" Pretty entertaining, isn't it?" It was Eric sitting across the room from her, beer in hand. He seemed to be just sitting there.