. and give me back my mobile!"I dangled the phone by the ornamental lace girls like to attach to their phones these days."Sure, but only after you hel... me with my problem."She attempted to snatch it but I withdrew my hand out of her reach."Give it back, little bitch," she said as she bared her twin rows of white fences at me."Only after you help me, and the proper word is 'bastard', not 'bitch'."Her only reply was, "Whore!"And so I replied with, "Skank!" Slut!" she countered as she made another. Claire had always been very petite, while her step-daughter Molly was fairly well developed. The two were not strangers to sharing clothes. The bright yellow uniform hugged Claires firm body tightly. The skirt barely concealed her ass, while the top stopped just below her breasts, exposing all of her midsection. Patrick had left the uniform on Mollys bed, instructing Claire to put it on. Hed also left some pink ribbons, which Claire used to tie her long, blonde hair on either side of her face.. ”“I’d have thought he could do that from Broadsword,” remarked Al Rogers, “and you’d have him available on your flagship.”“I thought seriously about it,” replied Grant, “but decided it was too likely he might be needed by one of the others while we’re in a crucial situation ourselves. The needs of the fleet are more important than one boat, even mine.”“I hadn’t considered that, but I’m glad you did,” responded Al.Grant turned to Fran, and asked, “Does your men going with me mean I need Gabe or. Are you?" He said in a statistic tone.Mandi remained silent. She didn't know what to say. Her emotions were running out of control."But you think about it all the time don't you my little slut? You fantasize about being raped and tortured. Don't you?" He said in a voice that seemed to be looking into her mind."How does he know these things about me?" She thought as a cold shiver ran up her spine. "I have never told anyone about the crazy things in my mind. How could he possibly know what I.