I take her bra off and start to suck on her breasts. I kiss her cleavage and move down and then bam....Ohhh I see why. Under her breast and in her cle...vage area had a rather musty smell. It smelled kind of like vinegar or stinky cheese. I paused. Still a little drunk she laughed, "See. I gotta freshen up the girls. Big boob problems." I decide to keep going. It was a strong smell, but it wasn't necessarily a bad smell. I kept going. I actually started to like the smell. I found it very arousing. When they go out they wait for that to happen, this is why they dress like whores. They want men to get horny, to look at them, to want them...to fuck them.As the blonde woman walked into the distance, the man heard a small gasp near by, and when he turns, he sees a gothic girl in a corner, wearing a black dress. She has pale skin and she wears a black lipstick. Her eyeliners make her eyes look seductive and mysterious. The man notices she's pinching her leg, and does it harder and harder, like. Teresa pulled some beers out of the fridge and served them up. Three she poured into glasses, the fourth she left in the bottle and added a flexi-straw. Jack grinned at me. “Can you imagine the grief we would have given somebody back on the team drinking his beer through a straw?”“Hell, we would have required him to use the girls’ locker room and come to practice in a cheerleader’s outfit,” I agreed.“You ought to get a photo for the next reunion.”I had to swallow at that. Jack was two years. Our intelligence is telling us that our opponents within the Empire are being mopped up, using an unknown technology.“Somehow their intelligence infiltrated some of our facilities, as they are desperate to get the technology to continue their program. We eliminated them, but we were too late. They are aware of our existence and are also intent on wiping us out. This is a species of whom you probably have not heard about.“If you think you may be of assistance, I will tell you more, but not.