“I do discuss my conquests with your father Binky but, I swear on my Grandmother Maria’s grave, whatever you tell me is strictly between me and yo....’’ Binky gave a mock sigh, as if divulging her confession was a huge chore. In reality she was already horny again at the very thought of what she was going to tell Marco and guessing how he would react. It would invariably end with Marco sporting a huge hard on, his cock big enough to do her some serious damage, just the kind of thing Binky. And the military knows about the smoke screen problem. One thing we've already been told is to expect all our fights to be in very broken terrain to make it more difficult for many Sa'arm to see us at the same time. Of course, that means our more recent classes have been in forests or rocky hills. Erica and I emerged from one test covered in bruises. The trainers had taken us to some rocky canyons out in New Mexico and set up a free-for-all fight where no tank started closer than three miles. He stood there making me open and close my legs to check that he had complete control over me. I tried to resist. I even tried crossing my legs but I couldnt.. My legs went exactly where he wanted them. He stood over me as if to say I’m going to fuck you senseless again whether you like it or not. Then he backed off me and started ramming at me realy hard. I dont know if he was proving a point or what. But then he was inside me and I was orgasming almost straight away again. Then he made me. Yeah, that's his bailiwick. Oh yeah, that's Doctor Wagner. I remember someone griping about him insisting on the title. He's so full of himself that he's probably positive his shit doesn't stink. He's also a smart son-of-a-bitch, it looks like. He damn sure has enough education and a whole string of published articles — none in the last few years, though. It must be a real pisser to not be able to publish the things he's found out on his missions, Richardson thought as he chuckled. Yeah,.