Any Mounty instability would only benefit Sol. Increased Solarian pressure / presence in the area? Not yet possible to assess. Independence moves by t...e Cluster? — been doing that anyway. Swing to Sol? — unlikely but would defuse the situation. Swing to Mountserrat? — possible and in some places, likely; cat among pigeons time then; Sol interests and that influence would not accept it. War? Frontier Fleet sure they would prevail particularly if Mounties have to concentrate on Harbouria but TJ. To make her more nervous I said nothing and went to second to last stall. I peed in the toilet so I was sure she could hear that someone was in the stall next to her but she would have no idea it was me. I flushed the toilet and then, taking my time, washed my hands. I looked under the last stall door but I couldn’t see her feet so I assumed she was squatting on top of the toilet. I went back outside and waited a few minutes before heading back in and straight to the last stall. I pushed on the. “Open” he said and without hesitation my lips parted, wide enough so that his dick could easily fit. Without a blink my soft lips were wrapped around his dick, my tongue flicked it a few times, the top of my tongue ring hitting the bottom of his dick made it get even harder. I then began to put more of it into my wet and dick hungry mouth. His dick now firmly placed in my mouth and my right hand holding the base I began bobbing up and down, sliding my tongue around it, in a different direction. About those lovely legs, and the shadows her skirts made. He couldn’t stop wondering about the secrets in those shadows. And he imagined grabbing her tits in his hands, squeezing. “I’m gonna fuck that chick,” Steve said. “You ain’t getting near it,” Damo said. A couple of younger boys, shit, couldn’t be thirteen, fourteen, were creeping round back of the stage as a song finished. Mark watched them giggling to each other. The music picked up, some shitty ballet. This was the stuff Carrie.