I think she got the answers she was looking for." Looking for?" Captain Travis said with a shake of her head. "Not hardly. But then again I don't know...what I was looking for. The whole concubine system confuses me. But at my last stop at Borneo after I was transferred to the command of Cabo, I heard there was a class about being a concubine. Supposedly it's really helped several households. I was wondering if the people on Ishtar use the same system." David's class?" one of the marines. “Yeah, down on her knees, ass in the air, tiny little skirt, ain’t covering nothing. She looks like she wants a cock up her ass.” I heard him position himself behind me, crunching the gravel beneath the snow. I felt his hands on my behind, running along my back. Then he ran them back down to the hem of my school skirt, and slowly pulled it up to my hips. I felt him fondling my ass, and then he pulled my panties down slowly. I heard him spit, my legs were pushed further apart, and I mewed around. "As you may recall," said Buford, "I took an old champagne cork and plugged the stem into the hose and gave the cap a few good whacks with a mallet to seat the cork firmly in place. You didn't need anything crawling up your ass in the meantime." Tiffany blushed as she recalled how, despite her best efforts to suppress the unladylike sounds, he had made her grunt and snort like a pig each time he had whacked the cork. He had stopped only when the thick mushroom cap was nestled snugly between. Normally I will just drink myself into a stupor and go home hopefully with an aspiring actress girlfriend of one of the producers, promising her that I would help her career along. Haha.I was just finishing my fifth brandy when I noticed that Shelley was gone. Asking around, no one had seen her leave. That meant that she was somewhere in this house, a "party place" leased out by NBC for the night. I decided to look around and see if I could find her, and maybe tell her I was leaving since no.