He heard her – andfelt her – spit on his face. But she didn’t hit himagain: she wrapped her fingers around his nuts,squeezing, wrenc...ing his manhood into life: his peniswas rising. “Yeah. That’s it, Terry. Get your little dick up forme.”His face glowing with tears, Terry felt his cock at itsfull six-inch length. Shari pressed her hand over hisface, grinding his head against the carpet, and mountedhim. She screwed him through his tears; when she sensedthat he. .”I growled, “shut the fuck up! Someone explain to me why they allowed a bomb to be planted on this shuttle!”There was instant silence and I shook my head again, “enough. You are fired. Who is the second in command?”Another man lifted his hand and I nodded, “prep the backup shuttle and move the party to a secure fucking lounge. Get the bomb people here ASAP and tell them I want a full and complete analysis on the bomb. They can find the trigger under the front right seat and the charge is. “Umm, I mean that’s ... not mine...”I gave her a flat look. “Uh huh ... where’s Eros?”Her eyes went even wider. “Um ... umm ... who?”There was a loud clatter from inside the house, followed by a deep grunt and a higher-pitched yell. Demie! She had gone around the back.“Eros!” Patty quickly opened the door to see her flipped-over coffee table and Demie and Eros fighting. Eros still looked like Fabio, and seemed to be winning ... he had pinned Demie to the floor with his knee while his arms held. Memories I didn't know I had cameflooding into my brain, of hanging out with Taylor and Sloane at NYUbetween classes, and in bars and house parties over the last five years.I remembered a number of conversations where I declined to go get mynails done with them, or go shopping for makeup, sexy clothes, or cuteaccessories. Those were all things I had wanted for a long time asAndrew though, and now I had a chance to experience them as Ashleigh.How could I say no to an opportunity like that? How.