Eventually you'll either be the top kick in your unit or they'll promote you into the officer corps.Don't frown at me like that! You will earn what yo... earn, and you will be promoted. People who do well get promoted quickly now. I suspect that Phoebe is right, that we are in for a war that exceeds anything that humanity has experienced up to this point. The question will be this: Can we adapt and overcome so that we can win this?So you too feel the pressure of excellence? I didn't at first, but. "Talk dirty to me," I told her."What?" she breathed, still in the throes of the last climax my cock had given her."Talk dirty!" I insisted."Um, uh, I don't know how," she said.That pissed me off! I had spent half an hour fondling her, taking her nipples one by one between my teeth, pulling my head back slowly, scr****g her erect milkmaids, making her gasp with pleasure, while also using my fingers and thumb to stimulate her soaking-wet cunt and her hot, needy clit. I then mounted her, ramming. More frequent too. Old bruises did not even have time to heal now before they were covered in new ones. Last night she had honestly thought that John was going to kill her. No, it had gotten to the point that it was him or her. And if she did get caught at least she would spend the rest of her life locked safely in prison. A different kind of prison. She might have a new routine forced upon her but even prison would be a safer place than her home had become. And her children would grow up. "Well, I'm doing it, he's my brother, you can do Tucker. I'll bet he'd love it." I'd like your brother better, but, well, what's this edging, give me the details? How did this start?" Well, I came home and walked down the hall and there he was on his bed with his dick in his hand getting off. Boy, did he scramble. But I told him I wanted to watch him do it and he said he would let me, then he pulled the covers back off and, girl, he's beautiful, he's got a seven-inch cock that you would die.