Kill or be killed. A cut-throat doctrine, but you followed her creeds with precise cunning, all for this moment."It is time," you hear the rasping voi...e of Mirzav, the blind oracle, muffled outside the heavy oak door to your quarters. You offer a brief acknowledgment, and the old codger carries on down the hall, each step jingling with the ornamental, brass bells of his station. Finally, you think to yourself and take one last look over the small chamber. Tonight you'd find yourself sleeping in. She had her pick of the top options: government, chemical companies, even some international conglomerates made her excellent offers–for a new kid on the block. But she wanted full control, at 29, she might be young to head a development lab, but she knew her own potential. She should, she’d spent years working to prove it. Being young and beautiful was a disadvantage in the old boys’ clubs, from the time she’d entered Johns Hopkins, she found she had to be faster, smarter, and more adaptable. The death star explosion in Star Wars is the best feeling to describe my orgasm. We all laid on the bed in laughter and enjoyment and I felt relieved and a little disappointed I probably wasn't going to feel Ted's hard cock inside of me, but when Michael and I began to kiss and gently make out as he jokingly referred to it, we were all hot and bothered again. My cock stood at attention and was back in Michael's mouth. Ted's tongue was back in my mouth, Michael was blowing Ted who was jerking me. Yourhands are tied behind you. Because the whole scene was visually toodistracting for you, she blindfolds you with another scarf. Then shestrokes away, idly chatting about how silly you look. Eventually youcome. She removes the blindfold - and there is Jen - one of Christine'sfriends, who saw a good part of it all. Christine and Jen decide thatone of them should check your ribbon tomorrow. And for good measure, theypolish your nails before they leave - "Have fun finding some nail.