The General has practically inundated us with the latest technology to set things up, not to even mention personnel to do the work. Sometimes, I think...he's a little disappointed that I don't order more than I do. He expands on everything I request. 'Nothing is too good for the Colonel, ' is what he tells me."He doesn't want anything to happen to his starship driver, Jeff thought, but quickly admonished himself, knowing that the General meant well. Hell, he's not only protecting me, but my. “You could get into trouble coming in here,” he joked. “And you could get into trouble working me up like that and leaving me hanging,” I replied as I reached for his crotch and unzipped his fly. Mark is a tall handsome fellow of Swedish background, an he’s got a cock like a telephone pole. It popped out of his trousers now, semi erect, and I immediately crouched down and began sucking the fat purple head. Mark let out a soft “mmmm” as I worked on his growing member with my eager tongue. I’d. The tower alternated male and female by floors. Sophia was on the 9th floor of the tower, Warren on the second floor of the male wing.Sophia met her roommate, Elise Davenport, a pre-med from a suburb of Milwaukee. Warren's roommate was Tim Delfino, a business major from Philadelphia. He also met Paul Hurlihy, a fellow pre-med from Cleveland, who lived across the hall. Known by the nickname Papa Bear, due to his large size and his boisterous personality, he and Warren became fast friends.Warren. It lived for a thousand years, then perished in a funeral pyre, only to spring forth reborn from its own ashes. It symbolizes the rebirth John and I experienced one Earth year ago, in our Ritual of Joining." I see, Master. Thank you for your explanation," Nilwint said, bowing."Inform your supervisor that I will be available for any questions that may arise. One last thing. Upon reflection, I find the use of the word 'Master' to be unnecessary. Henceforth you will address me as 'My Lord, ' just.