. I mean, I've had worst fucks..."I didn't follow much of what Alex was babbling on and on about. My stomach was rolling and I thought about throwing ...p again. My stomach was finally settling down when Alex tossed her cigarette butt into my toilet and, "Yeck! What the fuck is that? Hey, Chuck..." When I only groaned she kicked me in the side. "Chuck! What does an appendix look like?"When I still didn't answer, Alex mused, "Maybe a gallbladder? Well, whatever it was it needs to go bye-bye." I. Sometimes the Haitian stud comes by my job and we have lunch together. I’m not the only Muslim sister working there, and nobody spreads rumors like Islamic people, so I’ve got to be careful. My parents are really conservative and I can’t have them find out about Trevor and I. For it would mean a heap of trouble for me. I hate having to sneak around when I’m meeting with Trevor, because the tall, handsome Haitian stud is hands down one of the most amazing human beings I’ve ever met. When Trevor. He smiled and bowed slightly, telling me it would be his honor. I turned back to you and my knees almost collapsed. Eyes closed, you were rolling your nipples between your fingers and your thumbs and your moans were a soft, erotic soundtrack in the background, timed to the thrusts of your hips, fucking a phantom cock and feeling it to be almost real. I put my hand on the warm, moist flesh of your shoulder, trying to bring you back…gently…until you calmed down and opened your eyes. You smiled. “But... we’re only guessing at the alien’s abilities as well as the capabilities of their assault ships. If we’re wrong...”Ship broke in with, “I – to use one of your terms – fudged a bit in the scenario. I allowed your opponents fifteen g’s instead of the observed ten or less the aliens have used so far.”“Well, crap,” Arlene said under her breath.Ann just grinned. “And we still kicked their asses,” she added.In Jeff’s mind, Ship spoke. Unless the aliens’ assault craft are considerably more.