Weapons consisted of an RG-2 railgun (a scaled-up RG-1) and a poison fogger. Both weapons were fed by replicators. The tanktubs were capable of going ...lmost anywhere, though their weapons were limited to Earth-like conditions. By using FTLR for the control messages, the operators could stay on Earth while the tanktubs operated virtually anywhere in the galaxy, possibly in the universe. The virtue of the tanktub concept was that no operators were ever in physical danger, though there might be. ‘I’m following up on some of our foreign students’ projects. You know, we can yank a students’ diploma if they try to pull our leg on the Seduction Reports that they file.’ I nodded, as if I already knew that, which I did not. I got the feeling that this was a case of pulling something other than his leg. ‘Is she the student? Or is she the project?’ Frank laughed. ‘That’s a good way to put it. She’s the project, an American girl here for some overseas work and fun. A kid named Jereen… Jereon….. I heard the cat before I felt it, cutting through the air then the 9 fingers of pain across the top of my back. I screamed with shock shut up slut with a gasp I apologised for the scream. Ten times I felt the cat that night across my back and thighs after the tenth Master walked away don't move he commanded the pleasure was so intense I wanted to cry with pleasure not pain.Master was behind me again, he stood me upright I could feel his naked body behind mine, he began tracing the welts on my. “Mmm, just stand before me.” She knelt.Tatyana gracefully dismounted and fed her fellow cheerleader the creampie I'd made. I shuddered and sat up. Jalila had herself braced against the wall. Wendy had flipped her skirt up, exposing the Arab cheerleader's bubbly ass. Wendy parted those cheeks.“Fuck her asshole hard, Ms. President,” Wendy purred. Then she kissed Jalila's butt-cheeks.“Yes, yes, fuck her hard!” Genevieve purred. She was behind me. “I'm going to lick that ass out!”“Yes!” I moaned as.