“Kilt and sporran. You are McElligott, are you not?” “Yes, I am Admiral McElligott. I came personally to assess the situation and make sure this...will not happen again.““Where are the ones that have been abducted? And in sweet Mary’s name can anyone tell us who it was that attacked us?” McElligott tried to put some of his immortal gravity into his voice.“Good man, we are still investigating and once we know more... ““You and that arrogant prick can go back from where you came from. You should be. But you develop a thick skin, move on, and find fun where you can. When your expectations are really low, almost any surprise is a good one. You never know what's behind the next door. That's what this story is about.I had a real job as a waitress at a fairly nice cafe whose half-day hours left me time for this side job in polling. And for all my bitching I was good at it. Being a little hottie helps (hey, no brag if it's true, right?). Women see 'just a girl' while the men, well, they see. “Sounds great man, I’m ready.” I went to put my own cock away for the short walk home, and realized how wet the front of my pants were. Oh well, I figured that it wouldn’t be the first time the bartender saw a guy with wet pants. But he didn’t even notice as we slipped out the door together.The sexy stranger followed close to me as we walked briskly twords my apartment. We were there in no time, and he was following me up the stairs like a stray puppy. This was feeling a little strange at this. She imagined young Tom seducing her and becoming her lover. Her fingers traveled inside her wet folds imitating his imaginary thrusts. She brought herself to orgasm, covering her hand in sweet cum. Her exertion wore he out and she fell asleep on the couch. Steve and Tom got thirsty and came in to grab a soda before lying out in the sun to tan. Steve had noticed his mom was not in the kitchen but did not want to search for her. Tom waited for Steve to grab two sodas. He was looking out of the.