" With an almost arrogant laugh, Praxis charged towards the closest of the armored women, punching her and sending her flying over 20 feet. One of the...women screamed out "Traitoress!" just as she fired her energy blaster at Praxis. But to my surprise, the blast went straight through her as though she wasn't there and hit another one of the Sisterhood instead. For the next minute, I watched from my hiding place as Praxis took care of all of the terrorist attackers outside of the facility.. There was something intimate about how close they were, too close to give the other much of an opening, minds focused purely on the rhythm of battle, of the dance they knew so well. It brought to mind an even more intimate dance they once had shared on the bank of the Great River under the shade of the trees at the height of summer. Like then their bodies were as one, every motion the other made as familiar as raising their own arm. Again the heat built between them, bodies pressed close,. She had long blondish brown hair and a matching full bush. Women wished they had her body…and so did every man she saw. Once all soaped up, she ran her hands over her tits. Her nipples were still tender from Cliff’s sucking and biting. She trimmed around her soapy bush to keep it neat, and to keep it within her panties. She’d had a small patch of hair when she’d returned to Richmond to start summer classes at the university, but then she met Brian. He was a 29 year old hardbody painting. I started addressing Tannu as Tanya and treated him like a whore. I ordered to fold my clothes and keep them aside. Without a word, he obeyed. I told Palaash to do the same, but he hesitated. I then told Tanya (Tannu) to prepare the drinks and serve the snacks. He poured three glasses of beer and got the snacks. While we were having our drinks, Tanya (Tannu) sat near me and kept playing with my body and especially with my cock. Tanya (Tannu) kept sucking it in between unmindful of Palaash. I.