„You can take one of us, maybe two or three, but not all. As soon as you lose your consciousness, you‘ll become a mere puppet for us to control.�...That‘s one way to explain the Game Over conditions...„There‘s nothing to talk about“, Cassie stands firm. „Bring it. I can take them all.“ She wants to take them all. All her life people called her weak-willed, unconfident and ugly, a person who can‘t stand her ground and will never find a man who is willing to fuck her. This is the time to proof to. The afternoon my master had his life raft washed up on my Beach was magic in itself. Once my master had escaped his capsule and boarded thecraft he,d left the capsule to float on it,s Own raft and made for my island once he,d radioed his coordinates in to the Space Center so they,d know where to locate him. He,d taken most of his space suit off as it was a hot afternoon and sat down on a large rock to eat some rations that had been stored on his raft when he noticed my bottle lying on the sand.. She heard Anita say, “Kareema, wake up!”“Kareema, wake up,” Anita was at Kareema’s bed, trying to wake her up. It has all been a dream!“Anita, what the hell happened?” Kareema asked as she straightened herself in her bed. Anita was sitting nearby.“Guess you were having a wet dream. You were saying all kinds of things,” Anita said with a smile.“Oh, damn,” Kareema said as she also smiled.“I guess I gotta go have the shower now.”Even after the shower, Kareema didn’t say anything about the. Her steps were also limited by her tight skirt. It wasagonizing.When she thought it couldn't get any worse, someone came up with an idea.If she was headed back into the kitchen anyway, she could take the emptyglasses back on her tray. For the next several trips, she returned withfar more glassed stacked on her tray and pulling on her nipples.Everyone was enjoying the teetering, skittering reindeer server.This continued until the number of glasses she brought from the kitchenand the number she.