When I was totally cleaned of all hair they stood there looking at my now clean, hairless pussy, and ass. I heard them say something and the next thin... I was getting a tattoo right above my pussy but I couldn't see what they were doing. After that was finished they turned me on my front and started a "tramp stamp" just above my ass. This was taking a long time. When he got finished I still had no idea what was tattooed on me they turned me on my back and with a special instrument attached to. Or maybe she just wanted to shock and embarrass me for the hell of it.Actually, I found her quite beautiful at that moment. She was grinning foolishly with, I presume, a mixture of embarrassment, insecurity, and mischievous glee. I thought the globs of cum made her glow.I waited almost until the last minute of class, giving the sperm a chance to dry on her face for the hour, so it would be harder for the other students who inevitably looked at her to see.“Miss Compton, you are guilty of gross. This place is getting bigger and busier all the time."Sarge asked, "Have you done background checks on your people, the mechanics, the pilots, and other crews?" We have a personnel department that is very thorough," I said, trying to give Sarge an idea of how we handled employees. "We do the standard checks like police, financial, and of course, education and background. We do all the drug testing and give additional physicals to all the flying staff." That should be sufficient for your. ”We spent the rest of the day being lazy in the living room, talking about random things that came to mind and just enjoying each others company. It was a little weird at first, having a normal (almost cheerful) conversation with Izzy of all people, but it was the kind of weird that I could get used too. Time just flew by after that, and soon Izzy asked me if I’d make dinner. Seeing as how she asked instead of ordered, I was more then happy to get up and start cooking. She even helped out a.