Since we might be in Aztex territory, I gave a call to their command center, to give a heads up. Tony, their President, was in a chatty mood, so I gav... him an outline. I stressed it was a contract job for a relative, there would be no colors and that most of the folks would be mercs, not gangers. (They were not mercs, that was a source of pride for them, but that was close enough for Tony.) He knew the type - he didn’t have any - and properly took it as a warning for his guys. I mentioned the. ”“Yeah, we did take it to an extreme.” John chuckled, “But it did the trick.”“Oh, it sure did. I keep thinking back to that first night that you held me when I was so upset with myself. In a way, that was even sexier than what we did on Friday. What do you think, John?”“Yeah, I keep thinking about holding you. It was extremely sexy being there, but there was something more. I felt a closeness to you. I was your protector. The one that comforted you and would do everything in my power to not let. "You can wear all of this around the house, just to lounge in," said Brenda. "It's not just underwear. But I have some other things you might like for doing that, too."She showed them camisole tops that were, for all intents and purposes, glorified slips and body stockings that slimmed, kept a woman warm, and provided freedom of movement all at the same time. Then there was an array of babydolls and teddies, some of which looked almost like swimwear, while others drifted around the body,. The more my stiffness grabbed my attention, the more I thought of My Jane.Jane:I worked hard for a couple of hours on autopilot, thinking about My John. I wanted to feel those hands on my body. My wetness would not go away. I could feel it now on my thighs inside my suit. A tap on my shoulder.“Come. You have been selected for breeding duty”.I left my station and followed the guard.John:My stiffness was very hard now, almost painful but I worked on. A tap on my shoulder.“Come. You have been.