They weren’t under attack, but she didn’t expect to feel something crawling on her.She rolls over to see silver, metallic tentacles, which look ve...y much like cocks slipped, out from Tanttan’s body, sliding up her legs.“Oh good, you’re awake,” Sage coos. “I thought I’d help you take your mind off things. Tanttan was modified for a few other things besides just warfare. Would you like him to continue?”“No, no ... I...” Story begins, but is cut off as three of the metallic tentacles begin sliding. She?s in aperpetual state of arousal anymore; she knows he knows and is pleased, even ifhe can?t be there to take advantage of the situation ? to tease, torment, andfinally (hopefully) fuck her. She pullsher skirt back down, slowly licks her finger clean, and heads back out toreception. The interviewer is apparently unthrilled that she?s there early.It?s only twenty minutes early, she thinks. Late, as far as she?s concerned,but strike one against her even before the interview begins. It?s. I could feel myself getting hot at this fantasy. A wetness was already forming between my legs. For a minute, I forgot why I came to the bathroom in the first place as I stood there, playing with my breasts and moaning lightly. Mmm, I wish he was here, I thought as I let out another pleasurable moan. Should I just pleasure myself right here, right now, or wait until I get into the hot, steaming water?I opened my eyes and glanced at the colorless tub. I sat at the edge of the tub and turned the. Norma broke into the story at this point. “I told her that her daddy loved her,” Norma explained. “It seemed natural to let her know she could make out with him if she was interested.” When she started her junior year dateless again, Brenda giggled, she had taken her mother up on the suggestion. By Christmas that year she and George had been fucking regularly, and by her junior year of college Brenda was pregnant with Marcia. “Darrell,” George spoke up at that point, “you see, Brenda and Marcia.