I stopped my mindspeech and let Taylar search. When she eventually pulled back I raised my shields. She needed twenty minutes to reach a decision. I r...mained silent so she would be sure that I had not influenced her decision. She raised her hand and a glass of cold fruit juice appeared in it; she took a few sips as she worked on her problem."I will do as you demand. I would normally demand my own assurances, but in a time of war I do not believe such promises could be guaranteed." She looked at. Hester whimpered, whispering between the darting movements of her tongue: I belong to you. Own me. Use me. Do whatever you want with me. One finger slid inside Hester, then two. She was wet and hot, and she clenched around the invasive touch. She rocked back, breath quickening. Porphyria smiled as she pushed harder. Hester whimpered. Oh God! she whispered, as Porphyria thrust a finger up into her again and again, causing her sex to quiver and ache. Oh God, oh God, oh God! she repeated. She was. That’s what I was.Powering up the radio and getting it tuned in took a couple of minutes. When everything was warmed up, I called Paul. “Mountain Man, calling Elk City, come in Elk City. Talk to me, Paul.”Paul came back immediately, not a good sign. “Matt, finally. Where you been, boy? I’ve been trying to get you all morning.”“Sorry, Paul, I had chores and then lunch. What’s got your bustle in a bunch?”“Matt, we’ve got a serious problem going on. There’s a hiking group up in your area that has. They sell three kinds of cucumbers: theshort, perky little things with odd bumps that I could never imaginebetween Tom's legs, the long hot house beauties, individually wrappedin plastic, and the normal waxy ones, thick and heavy in my hand, likea cold club. I checked the area again, empty, then selected samples ofthe latter two types that appeared to be, umm, healthy andproportionate. With everything else in the cart, the new clerk didn'tbat an eye.Let's just say that eight or nine inches is a.