" I see," I said. "So, we have to sow these things is hostile space just to give the Navy fat arses time to build the fleet." That's right," he said w...th a big smile."So, how many of these torpedoes have you got?" I asked."Nearly 5000," he said. "I'm fully loaded with them." Fucking 'ell," I whistled. "So, you sow them and I'm to ride shotgun." That's about the size of it," he said. "We start off here."He pointed on his star chart."And move in towards their home system," he said moving his. It was just filled two nights ago, but we have not had time to move anything because of the ships anchored by the island. I was coming here to call my friends and warn them to stay away when you caught me. Except for Sim, all the others were here only to carry cans of food back to the village for the feast tomorrow night. That is all I know, master."I stepped back, thinking about what he had just told me, and almost smiled. But then I remembered I still hadn't found out how they were able to. Her body pushed against it, squeezing her two fingers together as her body-built pressure within the bottom of her cervix like a balloon waiting to pop. Pulling all her muscles towards her center, between her legs. Her hand was all but soaked. The sweet release was just out of reach – a third finger or more speed. She denied herself, feeling the pleasure of denial – imagining her father on top of her, kissing her – suckling on her nipples with tender desire.The thought coursed through her, and. And while that was certainly something I wanted him to do, I didn't want him to do it yet.Eventually, we ended up cuddled up on the couch, almost dozing, waiting for the moment when we could call it a night and go to bed. There was an unspoken agreement there. Bedtime would be the next act in our drama, and it was important not to rush it. We had just spent an extended intermission teasing each other... what came next would be far more urgent and ardent and explosive. This we both knew without.