SMACK!That hurts doesn’t it? You extended your limbs and neck and let out such a scream when I struck those delicate plums! Does that mean it hurt?W...at’s that, I can’t hear you. I say That really hurts when I snap these fragile goolies, Right?Did I wrack you in your balls? What if I cup both my hands and lift you up with a swift volley to the crotch?Oh that was a good one!That was quite a scream that cut loose from your throat just now, good thing there’s no one around for miles and miles, your. It couldn't be for her — she was at Terry's quarters. The ringing continued, however, and Terry didn't seem to be responding, so Pru finally touched the Answer button, if only to shut off the noise.The com announced, "Rerouted call for Prudence Whiteside."Jolted alert, Pru touched Voice Only. The screen lit with the Neo-Tantra logo. Underneath were the words "Ceuta Sector". In a moment, the logo was replaced with Jazira's face. Her eyes were red and bleary, her hair somewhat disarranged. She. Four APC’s soon roll into town, disgorging four squads of soldiers, who gather the prisoners together in the corral by the barn. Two hours later the leading elements of the 425th Expeditionary Force roll into town. Soon the prisoners are fed and bedded down for the night. As the occupation forces set up command and control in the town, two figures, not looking like men at all, slowly make their way into town. Dressed in their gillie suits they silently creep by the sentry posts. Within minutes. “How do I look?” I turned to look at her and immediately felt my heart stop. Carmen stood in front of me looking like a goddess. Her outfit was a tight, sheer black dress that hugged her perfect body and showed off every curve she had. Her raven hair flowed down to her shoulders, drawing attention away from her piercing blue eyes and toward where the dress cupped her full, incredible breasts with the tenderness of a lover, revealing enough cleavage to drive any man wild (and make any straight.