.. your genes will be a boon to the next generation of our most capable agents." What if I refuse?" She laughed musically - just like Susan used to."B... now you should know better than that. We are Coit'ii. We are whatever we must be to drive males insane with desire. You will not resist." And the Supreme Andrologist ran her hands between her breasts, ripping away the gauzy lingerie and thrusting her assets forward in a stripper-move I'd seen on one of those behind-the-scenes docu-dramas of the. .. Stephen" What does that mean?" Carly thought. "Why is he looking forward to seeing me, and talking to me?" She thought about that. "He's your son, you idiot! You're getting paranoid, Carly!" She read through another half dozen emails, replied to a few, then shut down the computer. Carly tried to read, but found she couldn't focus. After ten minutes she put her book aside and turned out the light. But she couldn't sleep any more than she could read.Carly's mind was racing. She was unable to. "You sure were kissing 'em like they was yours." one young airman said with a grin.Couldn't argue with that kind of reasoning, now could I?"It's kind of complicated, but the simple truth is that they decided to share me." You belong to them, they belong to you... what's the difference?" he asked.I showed him a half smile. "All the difference in the world. Like I said, it's complicated. And very unconventional. Oh, and by the way, the blond chick has a name. Her name is Anya and she's a CIA. Wednesday night, Liz was with me. She'd suddenly settled down a lot and instead of being frantic to get sex done, she wanted to spend all night touching and holding and eventually making slow gentle love. I wondered if it had to do with getting together with Doug. She seemed very sentimental. Thursday night, Doreen was in my bed. Both Rachel and Brenda said they could wait until next week, but Doreen had no other cock to fall back on. Or forward. We tried both and when I woke up Friday morning,.