?I beg you sir, I am a virgin.? His eyes continued to study her body. She saw his eyes, saw them looking at her breasts, looking at the black ...riangle between her legs. Her cheeks flushed hotly. ?Please sir, I will comply with your desires, but do not hurt me.? ?And if I treat you gently, what bounty have you left to offer?? ?My willing consent. I trade my consent for your consideration of my condition.? ?You strike easy bargains with the devil.? ?I. I got in to the sound of the tv being on and knew it had to be my little sister as my folks where away for the weekend, as I walked into the living room I tripped over an empty bottle of vodka so knew she was having a fly drink, she had also invited her friend over and they were slightly pissed and surprised to see me leaning against the door frame trying to stop myself slipping fown the wall.Her friend Mel wasnt as pissed as my s*s and I joined them in a drink and to continue watching some. It seems like a good day for it.” as the door closed, I walked off whistling.On Thursday afternoon, April came onto the bridge. I was sitting in my command chair, going over division reports. When she came onto the bridge, I saw her from the corner of my eye. She was wearing a new set of coveralls. Her boots were freshly shined to a high gloss. Her wings and close combat badge were also shined and gleaming. “Damn,” I thought, “Impressive.”I didn’t look up from my reports. She stood there with. Petra pouted. Then she said, “I mithd.”I waved my pistol around above my head and yelled out, “Keep firing.”Then I spoke more quietly to Petra. “That’s okay. You got close. Try again. This time, try aiming above his head.”She held the pistol in her other hand while she pulled back the firing mechanism and loaded another bolt. Then she aimed high and fired.This time her bolt sailed up and looped gracefully down to plunk right onto the foot of one of the guards.Petra exclaimed “Yeth!” and waved.