Actually he had developed a little search logarithm that was looking for exactly those character traits in all the Academy applicants and it was those...that got an invitation to Newport.On his right sat Lt. Belinda Morgan, she was a genuine Terran from Earth region Northern Europe. Her Psych profile classified her as obsessive with ambition, a general hatred for men, a high level of easily evoked envy at anyone having success greater than hers and an inflated self image. She was accepted with. She's a farm girl, and was raised that way. She's a bit down on her luck, and could use a helping hand if you could see your way through. Oh YEAH!!! Great. I'll tell 'er your on the way. Thanks, And Bye, Tell Julia I love 'er and miss 'er. BYE!" He turned to Gloria. "There'll be a guy here in a few minutes, to talk with you. Don't try to blow any wind up his skirt. Just talk to him like you want HIM to talk to YOU. He's, to me, a great guy, and VERY good to work for. Almost all of his hands. .. most at the juncture of her thighs. I can feel the soft wispiness of her pubic hair. Unlike most women I’ve been with, hers is finer than the hair on her head. It feels almost like an illusion, like it’s not real. Slip my hand a little higher, brushing past her pussy, until my palm rests on her lower abdomen. Now comes the really tricky part. I need to rotate… Freeze; her leg is moving. Her breathing’s changing. Is she waking up? No, just shifting. She’s thrown her leg over mine; good thing. She grabbed a handful of his cock near his balls and held it up. The rest of it flopped down across on her wrist. She reached up and took him into her mouth. “Hey, before you get started, I want to know what I’m gonna get out of this.” Lewis said “The best blow job of your life.” She responded. “What if it’s not, then what do I get? You’re getting to suck the biggest dick you ever saw and I might be getting some lousy head.” “I thought there was no such thing as a bad blow job” she responded.