In reality it probably would have cost us more men because an explosion would have hurt others in the same room.”“For ease of simulation, that was...not included,” the AI said.“Why not?” Captain Prescott growled at the ceiling. “Training should be as realistic as possible.”“Simulating injuries would not have be fair considering that only half of the engine crew was involved. In a combat situation if one engine’s crew is injured, the crew of the other engine can take over and maintain the. Tina knew anyway and could easily feel his desire."Are you collared?" he asked."I am not a collared slave," she replied, her tone making it obvious that she was not offended in the least by his question.Also, her answer was the truth. She was Master Ken's slave -- occasionally. She subbed to a number of the people at the mansion during play parties, and at other times as well. But at the moment, she was not at the mansion, and so she was Cindy's Mistress. In truth, Tina was a complete switch: a. And in like respect, Bitsy could confide him, knowing that he would never think to betray her trust. As Bitsy so often quipped: they were soul-mates; joined at the nexus of their eternal and quintessential beings. Josh valued their friendship, keenly aware that Bitsy valued it as much or more so than he did himself. Trouble was, each and every time Josh tried to take their friendship to the next logical level, Bitsy either back away, ignored or staunchly resisted his efforts. But though she. Back down you go!" She pushed me down to her lower abdomen. Her hand petting my hair. I could smell the musky odor from her pussy after last nights adventure with Oliver. It was turning me on a little. My wife laid there for a while silently staring off into space. I didn't bother her. I liked where I was.After a while, she asked, "Did you enjoy last night?" Well, there was only one response to that "You know I did hun. It was amazing. I loved the taste of you two so much!". There was quiet for.