She dragged me up onto the bed by my head as I struggled in vain, then flipped over on top of me, pressing her groin into my face, her thighs cradling...my ears. She crouched over my body, her hands resting on the mattress by my waist.“Can’t have you winning one of these fights, monkey, you’ll make me look bad.”She shook her wide hips, grinding into my face, and I obliged, continuing my rhythmic licking, my hands wandering up her belly and groping her firm bundles of abdominal muscle as she. I loved watching him get of his bike he has the tightest arse when in his jeans and he always wears a tight white t-shirt to show of his strong upper body. He has the most gorgeous short floppy hair which feels amazing when you run your hands threw it in the heat of passion.As he came into the diner I was pouring a beer for the last group of lads on the end table, I glanced at him and smiled and he gave me a sexy little grin back and headed towards the pool table.Another half hour passed and I. That guy you put in the hospital is going to end up not getting any prison time if you leave the planet, but at least he got his ribs broken, and a stiletto hole in the top of his foot. And his groin smushed. Publicly. On camera. They must have played that a million times on the news. I saw one Marine officer with it as a screen saver. It’s been bad publicity for the more rabid Earth First factions and thus good for the Confederacy. So! And then the public voted yes on Proposition 43, the. We had plenty of weapons, both those belonging to JC and me, as well as those from four other households. All of the women could shoot with varying degrees of accuracy, and all were more than ready to contribute to the family's defense.Rachael and I were the members of our team that stood watch from the hayloft of the barn. While on watch, Rachael and I were alone for the first measurable amount of time since I returned from the war. We talked a lot that first night; some of the things she said.