Then she kicked him under the table, hard. Leaving the café later, they climbed into the motor home to drive to the motel. Duncan made a point of pul...ing some Band-Aids out of the bathroom cabinet, complaining about some deep gouges he had on his shoulders. When Helen socked him he staggered and fell into the dinette before they broke up laughing. The motel could best be described as a motorhotel. It stood three stories high on the edge of town and only modern practice kept it from its proper. They were dead asleep, totally incapacitated, doped to the tits. They wouldn’t wake up until the ship neared its destination, Crematoria. Only when the ship’s navigation system detected the right starsign and coordinates would the medic program slowly decrease the ‘dope’ coursing through the intravenous tubes and into each merc’s arm. They’d wake up slowly, groggy and disoriented for the first few minutes until their natural-born-killer instincts kicked in and they began to eye each other. After I'd cleaned up all the juice I could find, I was forced to obtain any more directly from the source. I was perhaps a little over-enthusiastic because Carol started making more and more excited groans.Julia admonished her, "Why you little hussy, I do believe you're getting sexually aroused yet again. That's no way for a decent young lady to behave. You must be an indecent, immoral, little girl." I can't, {groan}, can't help it, miss. {Groan}." Of course you can't. You can't even control. It tore finally, and came away, leaving her naked waist down in just her petticoat piece tied around her waist. That was the firstime I ever saw my mother’s Bush. My birth place and a forbidden part for a son to see. Her bush between her legs appeared to me like a place of enjoyment rather than a place of respect. By now she started to cry more as I moved on to her a she was struggling and twisting sideways to cover her womanhood, pushing me to try to get me off her, pulling up her knees and.