It was measured to fit precisely between her opened ass cheeks. He took the three-inch diameter butt plug and rammed it home, then swung the metal bar...upward and snapped the base of the plug into the slot that was cut there. The bar was mounted on a powerful spring. The idea was to tease her and it was working. As soon as it was planted in her ass, she started humping against it. But the spring kept it moving so she never got anything more than a horrible teasing sensation, enough to make her. “If we’re acting as an escort, we can’t move too much, which limits what we can do to make sure the Sa’arm miss. I can see why you’d want a meeting.”“I need you mentally ready to come up with ways to dodge without exposing Zulu. Admiral Redmill is looking for us to make a mistake. Worse, the Sa’arm will jump on any mistake we make,” I said.“It will be hard. You’re taking about us protecting a ship that is more than twice the size of Corsica as we cross open space to reach what we have to expect. After standing in the shower, enjoying the hot water, for a couple of minutes I turned the water off and got out. I dried off and I brushed my teeth. I went to my dresser and picked out some clothes to change into. I texted Antonia asking her if she was ready to turn in her essay. I held my phone in my hand, sat on the bed, and waited for a reply for about a minute before putting the phone aside and getting dressed. I sat at my desk and began revising my essay, the phone next to my laptop. . Her long shapely legs were bare and she wore a short black skirt that had a small slit on her left side. Her rounded hips were swaying rhythmically as she walked. Her long dark blond hair was cascading over her shoulders. Peter was hypnotized by the sight. He wanted desperately to reach out and touch her. His natural shyness was about to vanish. Then, he was overcome by an inexplicable fear. What if she just disappears? What it would be to know that she was gone. Peter’s passion was becoming.