It’s mostly waltzing – what else? – but I know where to put my feet. So, inevitably, does Rupert, who leads like a real gentleman. There’s lit...rally nothing I’d change about him. But I would like to know a few things. What is his business here and how did he get to be my date? What does he do when he’s not here? He’s made me curious all night by asking me all about myself while giving little away. I press him again when we’re close on the dancefloor, but he hushes me by putting a finger to my. Sliding my hand over the plasma globe I directed the beam down to the planet and they appeared on the examination tables. I winced at the damage they have taken. There was a hole the size of my fist in Mikes back and blood was flowing from Walter's head where it looked dented.Picking up a hand scanner I walked over and started scanning Walter. He has massive damage to his brain cavity; the skull bone was fractured in dozens of places. His brain was bleeding and swollen. His left eye was crushed. I assume that you know how to find my clit. The job shouldn't be difficult, since I have the reputation of owning a large clit that would knock your eye out if you weren't careful."A word of caution: some females can't stand to have a lover come into direct contact with the clit, so be sure you have that information before you continue. I happen to be one of the lucky ones who likes to have her clit touched and played with. In fact, I like some roughness on occasion, but I'll let you know when. I was inside a building, but an old, unusedone from the musty smell and creaking boards. I was hot. October inSouthern California can be quite warm, and the was little ventilation inthe building."He's waking up!" a girl's voice hissed."I'll take care of it," another said. I felt my head being held up. Therewas a bottle at my lips with something cool and refreshing in it. Withoutthinking, I drank as someone held my head. Then I passed out again.Unlike the night before, I dreamed, but I almost.