"Everyone will line up into two columns. One column facing each of the two men you see holding up rifles. There will be no talking, no moving around. ...ou will each step forward and give your name and your home system to the man with the rifle at the head of your line. If you disobey, you will be shot. If you lie, you will be shot." Now see here, you!" A voice broke in from somewhere across the room. The speaker sounded like an elderly man and the frustration in his voice was evident. "What is. Is there a particular day or time that is most convenient for you to come to our offices for the interview?’ ‘Well,’ Father Secco coughed, ‘that’s going to be a problem. In my line of work, I cannot be seen on your premises. I was hoping we could take care of the formalities by telephone.’ ‘I see. There is also the matter of the requisite laboratory work—the blood tests to ensure…’ Father Secco interrupted, ‘That won’t be necessary, son. I want no physical contact.’ ‘Sir, I’m going to have to. Linda just stood up, and kissed Stacy deeply, their moist tongues entwining as they ground their bodies against each other. Hands were running over asses, squeezing breasts, and rubbing pussies, when they decided that they had better cool it off before they get caught. Linda said as they made their way to the car, Why dont you come over to my house, and spend the night? Justin and Justine (those were her eighteen-year-old twin son and daughter) wont say anything, I think they already know mom. "Citizen Cato?" the lead centurion demanded."Yes?" said Cato lazily."You're to come with us."Cato raised an eyebrow. "What are the charges?" Perversion," said the lead centurion. "We have strict instructions to bring you down to the dungeon and fuck it out of you." Well, if you must, you must." Cato turned to his friends and gave a dramatic sigh. "Don't wait up. This may take a while."The others were silent until he'd been marched out. Finally, Crispa let out a sharp laugh. "Well, he certainly.