She leant forward onto her knees and thrust her hips into the air, looking up at him over her shoulder, her blonde hair spreading across her beautiful...face. The look on her face said only one thing. ‘You want to fuck me and I want you deep inside me. So stop standing there and use me’ He stepped up to her and guided his throbbing dick inside her. Both of them groaned as the culmination of both of their fantasies came true. He started to slide in and out of from her from behind and thought of. It was noisy, it was dark, and it was sleazy. Florence hadn’t been entirely surprised, when New Order came to power, how quickly women had taken on many of the characteristics traditionally associated with the male. Alcohol-fuelled women displaying rowdy behaviour, echoing the scene in the nineteen nineties – “ladettes,” they’d called them then – had become commonplace in recent years. It wasn’t uncommon for women to openly display sexual interest in men and the odd bit of kinkiness was neither. Flanked by Belak and Dosat, the Spiritwalker stood with arms pulled behind his back, his eyes wide and darting with alarm at the upheaval surrounding him. His body was filthy, covered with dirt, scratches and streaks of dried sweat. His lopsided face, wrapped with blood-stained strips of leather, swelled hideously. The Light-Eye scarcely noticed his condition. Overcome by rage, he acted on instinct, and before anyone knew what was happening, his hand wrapped around the shaman’s throat. People. "No problem. We'll just take your word for it. Do you have any ID foryour address?" Not really." No problem."I told Harold when I was born and gave the halfway house address.Three minutes later, he asked me to look into a camera and smile.I did."There you are, miss. There's a $50 fee, but we'll just waive that.Do you like your picture? I could take another." No, this is fine. Wait. This isn't a learner's permit, it's adriver's license." Of course, miss. I'm sure your companion will teach.