Way before I expected it she gave a small whimper and her whole frame shivered in what I could only assume was her cumming. She took a moment to recov...r, then looked at me a little sheepishly."Guess this still isn't really helping you so much," she said."That's okay," I said.She didn't look all that stable above me, her arms shaking slightly in the aftermath of her orgasm. With a hand on her shoulder I guided her to roll off me onto her back, giving her some time to recover. I sat up and took. "Fin nodded, "off course I've spent many years of research in to..." The queen stopped her. "No that is not required, it is your expertise at been a woman that interests us."Outside, a quarter of a mile away six camouflage webbed figures were following the contours of the corn fields. The men in pairs were advancing along the rim of the shield stopping then covering the next two as they leapfrogged along the perimeter. They scanned the ground hoping to detect a half covered drain or gulley. "Her threat was subtle, but there. Could she put me down? Was there anything I couldn't recover from? Well, there were probably situations, like having my head removed, that would keep me from healing on my own. So, instead of replying to her threat, I decided to focus something else."Your goal?" I asked shaking my head. "Your goal is to put everyone under your thumb. You're not bringing humanity together, you're stripping it."Fiona turned. "I am not." Really?" I asked. "Prove it."She glanced. The g-string lay at the foot of the bed, and when she retrieved it, thechiffon panel was caked with dried semen."Hey, there, babydoll!" Jocelyn cooed as she entered with a breakfasttray. "Look what I brought."There was a small coffee pot and two dainty cups from the same set,yellowed slightly with age and very elegant. A matching plate held hotcroissants and there were two small bowls of fruit salad."Did you make these yourself?" Sharon asked as she picked up acroissant. Jocelyn laughed."Good.