..when we work together, we all win." The machine droned on, "These Venusians take all the fun out of prison," Nick sighed, "no breakouts, no fights!"..."Conflict and fighting never solve anything," the computer continued its lecture, before being interrupted by Nick hoping that someone was monitoring the conversation within the cell, "can't you see, the only way to beat these guys IS hostility!" he exclaimed to the machine while shaking his fist at it, "if you don't fight back the Legion of. With a grunt that sprayed spit across her back, Dan levered up onto his knees, releasing her hair. He sank his fingers into her ass-cheeks, pulling her to him faster and faster as he fucked harder and harder.Sarah's moans were one long moan now, that rose and fell in time with her brother's pounding. She was losing coherent thought again, only felt the pain. He was so large in her, filling her too much... god... she could feel the small bat shoving again and again against her cervix as he. I took up the pipe because she said I should; a pipe was dignified. She? Damned if I remember.If the tobacco smelled awful ... it tasted pretty good. If the smell was pleasant? Eww!Back to coffee. If anyone figures out how to make coffee taste as good as it smells? I understand the Germans are working on it.But breakfast? I suppose it was my fault. It started in Michigan. Mom was sick and I was being helpful ... she ate it. I don’t know how ... I wouldn’t. She did. When she recovered ... which. Though I was clearly underage somehow I always managed to blag my way in without needing fake Id, besides I was only two years away from the legal age. With so many places to go in London we would often move from club to club during one night depending on our mood. One night me, Kiara, Tanya and Sarah decided to go to a new jazz bar that had recently opened. It was very classy and had a nice atmosphere. Me and Tanya were the only gay ones in our group, Sarah was bi and Kiara was straight but.