"You don't need to be an infantry officer to plan a campaign, Sir. What's required is some strategic thinking, that's all," offered Arnold."What do yo... mean?" asked Marlon."Well, we could start with what our strategic objectives are," said Carson. "At a guess I'd say that they were to liberate our planet and hopefully defeat the Zytol so they are no longer a threat. That would certainly include nullifying all of their ships. From those strategic objectives will flow other objectives, for. She dropped her cover-up as soon as she got into the dorm room, and started taking off her clothes before she even noticed that I was there. Looking back on it, maybe she did know that I was there, she really loved showing off her body. Her breasts were huge, not in that freakish Porn-star fake way, but big enough that they just looked out of place on her small frame. It was nearly impossible to look anywhere else."Ooh sorry," she said, covering them up, while she looked directly at me. "I. She stifled a scream and said the words for the first time. She was acting like I was killing her, but her nipples were hard and I wondered if that was from the pain or her body giving away her true feelings. I continued to pace around her making her repeat it over and over again. “Again”, I would say and if she didn’t start quickly enough she got the riding crop. At first it was difficult for me to punish her but, the more I did it the easier it became for me. I wasn’t exactly enjoying it, but. .. how couldshe ... it would probably harm him for life!"Promise you'll never tell anyone Peter," urged Marilyn."I promise," the young boy said excitedly."I can't make love to you though, Peter, I just can't." B-but ..." It's just that I feel badly leaving you hanging this way, really I do."Marilyn slid her own hand slowly down her body, brushing at the bunched up skirtaround her waist, she tried to smooth it down but she didn't quite manage it. Sheknew what she was about to do was sheer.