"Captain Starla Mills, a pleasure to see you." She looked over the pair ofCubs, then back to her paperwork. "I see you need two forms," she handedover...an electronic pad and stylus. "Please fill out the enrollments andhave a seat. There are refreshments while you wait."The sounds of the heavy lift shuttles setting the new buildings outsidewas barely audible. But Starla knew that Racine's Kitten Wife Felisha washere as Racine's representative overseeing the setting of them. Romancerwas two days. ----Some time later my friend Sammi, whom I told about the incident, asked me how my date went with the hunky young guy. I had completely forgotten about it. OK, I think, I am intrigued as to where this will all end. So I wave her question aside and check my phone for the details of my future date.As a girl who is, sadly, without a male partner, or even a guy that just wants me for sex, I am not without the need for some sexual gratification. It is not unheard of for me to pleasure myself from. Until he kissed me. Hard. The kind of kiss you get when you've been without for too long. The kind of kiss where your breath quickens and the tongue is freed, passion is unleashed as hands fumble to undo buttons, zippers, boots.He was hungry and I was nervous, not knowing how to handle all this so I did what a good student did: shut up, listen, and follow direction. We were both naked now, his hairy chest rubbed mine as he explored my body with his strong, rough hands. Eventually, he found my. Jasmine on the other hand had failed to reacha climax, her own clit needing more stimulation thansimple rubbing could provide. Sliding off the bed,she smiled at the tired woman stretched out there. “Had enough yet, cunt?” She leered with aevil grin, still maintaining character. “Yes…” Was Sandy’s fatigued reply. “Well that’s just too bad,” Jasmineresponded, taking note that she had failed to use thecode words. “Cause I’ve got.