It was a lovely feeling, as I stroked her now swollen vagina lips with my fingers. We lay there for about ten minutes as she brought me to full hardne...s."This is all wrong Cindy." I murmured.But her lips on mine soon silenced me.I had my arms round her shoulders and my hand cupped over her breast... "Please Tony. I can't wait for you any longer..."Quickly and eagerly we undressed. Within seconds we both lay perfectly naked on the settee. My erect cock in her hands, as she played with it;. ”“They’re going to have to call in the National Guard,” Elyse observed.“Or the army,” I replied.“I thought they couldn’t do that?”“The Insurrection Act will allow it. The Constitution allows the Federal government to put down an insurrection, and I daresay this is widespread enough for them to invoke it, as was done in 1968, after the assassination of Rev. Martin Luther King Junior.”“Martial Law?” Jessica asked.“Yes,” I said. “I detest the idea, but the alternative is to simply let it play out,. Her straight, mouse-brown hair, coke-bottle glasses (now much thinner, thanks to polycarbonate lenses!), and modest clothing gave the impression of a polite, utterly restrained young woman and her demeanor around strangers and co-workers certainly told the same tale. She was smart, and imaginative, and utterly straight-laced. Or so they thought ... if only they knew.When Susanna was younger she liked to play out little scenes in her imagination. Mostly they were the kinds of things every girl. Kiheh: O-oh, Mr. Zanza. Where have you been?Zanza: The fight.Kiheh: The--a different fight?Zanza: No, stupid. The fight doesn't start with the kicks and punches. But a fake god of wealth and a muscle-bound freak wouldn't understand.(he picks up his bundle and leaves.)Kiheh: The street fighter Zanza... He's well known in the underworld of East Tokyo as a fighter-for-hire. He decides how much to charge for a fight by how much he enjoyed it. He's rude, a lone wolf. But he's strong! They say that.