The exertion exhausted me, and once more I slept deeply. Darkness was always near; ready to claim me for a moment, but wanting me forever.It was much ...ater. The place where I lay was dark, which meant hours and hours had passed. I heard voices, this time much closer, and nearly understandable. "Dr. Temple. Your devotion to this young man is admirable, but he will not be conscious for some time, if ever."The work we did was far too invasive to even consider him waking for several more days. We. I was now lying spread-eagle on the bed, my 38C breasts pulled apart, with their pencil-eraser nipples pointing up and slightly to the sides. I felt very exposed and vulnerable with my shaved pussy spread wide and open for my brother's hungry eyes."Wow, Sis. I never realized how sexy fat girls could be. I always imagined that the rolls of fat and big, jiggling thighs would totally gross me out, but I'm getting harder just looking at you. Then again, maybe that's because I've gotten a hard-on. Three hours, more than she'd really expected. She stuffed her poncho liner into her ruck, and grabbed the rest of her gear. She was disoriented a moment, then realized the firing came from inside the arena. She walked over to the roll up doors, and peered outside. Nobody on the loading dock, but there was a gunner in each of the Hum-Vees. She went back to where she'd been sleeping, and kicked the other soldier from her company on the bottom of his boots to wake him up. He only groaned and. He headed for a sign that said “York Beach Conference Room” and pulled them into a dark room. He flicked a switch and dim lights came on. The room was set up for a conference the next day, with chairs lined up behind tables and a projector. The heavy door shut behind them. “So, we're having a conference now?” asked Maya ruefully. She backed up against a table to get further from him. As far as she knew, Eric was a harmless smart-alec. But this was a bit weird. “Yes. We are. That room you just.