If this sounds like a setup for serious drama you are mistaken.You are G, only to be referred to by a randomly assigned letter designation like everyo...e else at this facility. You were recruited to join the research team and almost passed on it, but the money was impossible to ignore. After a surprisingly arduous application process you were put on a plane, then a helicopter in a blindfold. Upon landing you were ushered to one of many desks inside a large room with three computer monitors left. I threw my arms around his neck as he lifted me off the ground. ‘Slutty underwear and a hug? How did I get so lucky?’ I kissed his cheek between apologies. ‘I’m sorry. You were right. I’m an asshole.’ He briefly tightened his hold on me before setting me on the sidewalk. ‘Eh, I was being a baby. Thanks for understanding, though. And you’re much too cute to be an asshole.’ He kissed me earnestly. ‘I’m over it. Let’s grab a drink.’ I pushed against his chest, preventing him from walking. I expected the smell of wounded to bring in predators but not this soon.I moved past the guard that was watching and raised my rifle. The Croclin seemed to almost appear out of the low brush. I shot it through the head and then pulled my rifle to the side as I yanked out my mono knife. I did not need it as the Croclin crashed to the ground. I looked around at all the white faces and pointed out three men, “come help me butcher it.”They helped me clean it and we used the tough skin to make rough. I reached higher and my fingertips found a damp thatch of hair. The car lurched momentarily towards the shoulder as I realized her trip to the restroom offered her an opportunity to remove whatever panties she was wearing. Or was she not wearing any from the beginning? The thoughts swam like a narcotic in my mind. The more I thought of it, the more aroused I became; the more aroused I grew, the faster and more erotic the images came. My fingers instinctively traced her soft petals, to her.