The image of her leaning over me and presenting me with the view of her body has my recently drained tool showing signs of interest. Perhaps tomorrow ...ill bring some way of enjoying more of Krystin.Sunday morning, I answer my email from the girls. Both want me to return to see them as soon as possible. The description of what they would like to do for me has me looking around to make sure no one else could see my screen. They are very descriptive. In my reply, I emphases they delete anything. I complied and faced the locker; just as I did his cock was shoved up my ass with enough energy to lift me off the ground for a second. "Fuck me harder, you bastard." I said looking over my shoulder at him. The others watched still stroking their cocks when the door to the locker room opened. We all immediately turned to see who it was.I recognized her.She was my girlfriend Mariana. I forgot we were supposed to meet there."Oh my… Ana, is that you?” She exclaimed when he saw us. “Mariana, it’s. ” He turned to Megan and exhaled nervously and said, “I’m too nervous you open it Megan.” She opened the envelope and began reading the results. The first page told of the tests that were preformed and what the test percentages meant. She began reading the second page as James began to get impatient. “Megan what does it say?” Megan glanced at James and Kim and continued reading the third page. “Ah here it is,” Megan said as she pointed to the page, “It says that the probability of paternity is. . en-ter-tainment value can only excuse so much."===All of the women who were able (most of them, luckily) had been ordered to sit up, with the legs over the sides of their bunks. Trixie sat on a table chair across from the Major, watching as he observed her. Four of the civilians, all except Herr Doktor "Braun" and his clipboard, were fitting pink 6" high heel shoes onto newly slim feet. Trixie managed to hold on by humor, "What do they have, a foot fetish? Or are we Cinderellas?"The Major.