Pen, pencil, finger nails. You were always playing with your lips. It turns me on like you can't imagine, but I never told you. I just keep coming bac... for days, and weeks on end. Never reading any of the books. Only there to casually flirt with you. Getting to know you more and more as the weeks go by. Finally working up the nerve, I ask the guy who works before you about your schedule. After a brief discussion, and a small fee, he gives in to my requests, and agrees to help me out. A few. “You must be really young”, she said with a chuckle. “How old are you, sweetie?” But Layla didn't wait for an answer. Instead she got up, grabbed my bikini bottoms, and pulled them off in one swift motion.That can't be happening, I thought, still struggling against Katie's restraint.But it did.“Aw, your pussy is so adorable”, Layla exclaimed.She forced my legs open with her hands, then she stepped back. In one quick motion she stepped out of her swimsuit, revealing her breasts with the hard. She had many challenges during the early Academy time, especially during basic training. While the rigid military rules protected her from the most, they could not protect her from all.No one liked her, because of the mask. While others made friends, she remained an outsider. It was better during second year as she went the science route and her class mates were geeks and nerds like her.Intelligent and scientific minded but akward and inept when it came to social interaction. The second year. Good thing it's stuffed cotton or I'd be in a heap of hurt."Mom: "Bob, thanks for getting us to move those books over the bed. It would have been very unpleasant to have them come down on us."Bob, to the Inner Circle plus parents: "Any problems out there?"All: "No. Just a few nerves."I left my connection up to everyone else. "Were we in real danger? Could we have been hurt or killed?"Bob and Dave: "Yes and no. One that big in an unprepared dwelling has been known to kill people when something.