. thighs covered with your pussy juice..." Alice couldn't take any more. She began begging, "Please fuck me. I want your cock so bad. Oh god... I nee... your cock." "You 'need' my cock?" he teased. "What will you do to get it?" "Anything! Anything, just tell me, and I'll do it," she panted, "Oh, please use me..." "Anything covers a wide range of things, slut... are you sure you are up to the challenge?" he said, teasingly. "Yes, Master please, I promise... anything you ask I will do, I swear,. "Carol, take your shoes out to the foyer and put them on the floor next to the front door. Any time you're in my house, you are to be barefoot. Understand?" Why?" She whispered."Just do it. Now! I'm getting tired of repeating myself." I said.Carol rose with her shoes in hand and started toward the front of my house."While you're out there, take your panties off and hang them on the inside door knob. You may put them back on when you leave."She jerked to a halt but didn't look back. I saw her. If the anti-air vehicles were hit, they too were rendered incapable of firing any further. All of these computer enhancements, be they to the biosuits, the weapons, or the vehicles themselves, were Martian adaptations available only on MPG equipment and designed specifically to make training missions more realistic. The regular WestHem forces, by contrast, exercised mostly in computer simulations to save money and wear and tear on their equipment.Lon set his M-24 down for a moment and adjusted. He moved back a little and stared at my groin, "hmm...spread your legs," he said.A blush suffused my cheeks as I parted my legs a little. "Nicely shaved, you're not a virgin anymore, aren't you?" he asked and I shook my head."Do you have a boyfriend?" he asked."No," I murmured the answer with a blush."A lovely lady with a matured body doesn't have a boyfriend? What a waste," he said.I did not know what to say. I was hoping that this was only a nightmare. I was seeking for a normal job but now I.