.. uhhn ... yes, I'm a good little girl!... uhhhh!"Just as Sandra moaned in orgasm, Richie let out a yelp and threw the brush to the floor. Reality wi...ked back into place.He opened the closet door. Several skimpy outfits hung there. He held the doorknob at arm's length as if afraid of contamination.Finally he reached a hand forward and touched one, something that looked like a French maid's outfit. He caught a ghostly glimpse of his mother slipping off her normal clothes and revealing this sexy. He imagined himself in that room, taking part in the abuse. Whether the "rape" was real or not, he imagined it as being authentic with him as one of the perpetrators. This was completely out of his character. Sure, what he did to Christi was a sleazy move, but he could never rape anyone or even fantasize about it. Yet here he was, dreaming of the role he would play.He imagined himself pulling her by her ankles across the filthy wet mattress and forcing his manhood into her gaping anus,. . recruited for the effort. Unfortunately, without revealing what we were destined for, everyone kept getting killed before making it to the ship. We were the first intact crew to survive.”“Yeah, it’s a common trait with Intuits. They’re always quick to take unnecessary risks, thinking they can beat the odds, which is why you’re in such high demand despite your many obvious disqualifications. While space flight is difficult enough, we’ve lost most of ours in combat, even though they anticipate. Before long, the group of girls were surrounded by half a dozen very handsome men, and feeling no pain, they started playing up to their obvious advances. After a while two of the girls had to leave, so that left several of the men competing for Ellen's attention. One of them asked if the girls wanted join them back at their apartment to continue partying, and next thing you know, Ellen and her friend Tammy found themselves in the back of a car being driven to some stranger's place in the city..