" Fire a missile at that bastard!" Achord shouted to no one in particular."We're too close," Bronson advised. "It'll be behind us before the missile c...n reach it!"Achord looked at Bronson in disbelief, "AI, fire a damn missile!" Missile away," replied the AI. "It has little chance of hitting anything useful."Bronson checked the four frigates coming up from the stern. "Commodore, we can fire a pattern into the second formation that will force them to turn and give us a better chance to escape.". I smiled, waved at them, and walked right past them into the principal's office."You can't come in here," the principal's secretary scolded."Get him for me," I replied, moving around his desk and looking at his phone. The secretary had not left. I sighed and stared at her. "I said ... Go. Get. Him." You don't give me orders," she said proudly."Look, you're young and competent. It would be a pity to have to tell the other sponsors to avoid you because you don't understand when someone doesn't. Pleasure sounds; deep sounds; uninhibited sounds; animal sounds. The towel fell out of her mouth. “More! I need more! Don’t stop!” I knew Ellie was capable of cuming a second time. So, as instructed, I did not let up, and kept slamming my cock into her and fingering her asshole. Ellie’s intense orgasm continued. Saliva now dripped in a string from her mouth; her head was cocked back as I pulled on her hair; her back was arched in an exaggerated fashion; trickles of sweat ran down her back and. I don't remember.I'm scared. I want to jump up, to look around. I want to shout out that I don't know who I am, does anyone know who I am, why I'm here.I can't move. Inside my head, I want to shout, to struggle. I realise that, outwardly, no matter how panicky I am inside my head, I am sitting in a booth, smiling and nodding in response to whatever the man sitting next to me is saying.I don't remember who he is, either.I don't remember anything.What is the matter with me?I am acting as if.